In the Wild Wild West

YHC legitimately can’t think about this AO and not start singing Kool Moe Dee’s masterpiece in my head. And now you won’t be able to either. You’re welcome. A great crew out for a Monday. Duck arrives in his silent earth-mobile. Mandolin is there without Banjo. Tramp Stamp is back, which makes YHC happy. Hamm is there on the Rehab tour. Shlitz is even there after a 20 miler the previous day. [Read More]

The Den in the Darkness

I showed up a few minutes before 0530 to find some returning EC runners who said the parking lot was dark when they left. This is only my second time at the LD, so an impromptu darkness Q would have been unwelcome. Luckily the Diocese had indeed paid the electric bill and the original plan was in effect. No new folks, although Rock Lobster has shaved and looks like a different human. [Read More]

Everyone gets a Trophy.

There was some extra incentive for outstanding performances at Rush Hour. Since YHC was left out of the awards in the Hill Climb Mafia (I still can’t believe I didn’t get a sticker or anything), I thought the Rush Hour PAX could use some disingenuous recognition. So trophies were presented. Everyone went home feeling good, whether they deserved it or not. There was no pizza party or orange slices after, but 2 stopped at Bond Brothers for a reward. [Read More]