Sunday night already...

Pratik and I bought tickets to Munich last week. Here's to Octoberfest and Belgium! I'm really stoked for Belgium. I had a chance to run by Barnes and Nobles yesterday and chill out for a while. I read a Pro-Cycling news article on the one day classic, Ghent to Wevelgem. It's a 203 kilometer one day race in Belgium that starts just outside Ghent, heading toward the coast and back over to Wevelgem, which is near the French border. I am quickly becoming obsessed with Belgium, and I'm already scheming as to how I can take Pratik (and TJ if he goes with) to a cyclocross race while we're in Belgium. Beligian's love Bicycles and so do I!

My roommate Matt (who owns the house) is becoming increasingly animus with the racoon's kits that were left behind in our wall afeter successfully trapping "Mama Rac". He had people over on Friday to jam- we have what equates to a small music studio in the room adjacent to their hideout. I thought he was trying to kill them with London Calling. Today he had the outisde wall appart with the trap out on the deck. He and Brenda banged on walls and turned the shopvac (on blow- versus suck) to drive them down from their fort, to no availe.

Matt, (I'm sure you'll eventually read this), don't let them get you down brother. Don't let them break you. Don't get the dynamite just yet!

BS