TCI Friday

I never thought I'd get to this place, which is my basement. Wide pine stairs lead down. Too bright LED lighting, courtesy of the hack electrician in residence. A white

TCI New Year

I owe you this. Last Friday I was up a snowy mountain trail looking for the better parts of my soul and letting the sweat evaporate from the top of my sweaty head, the evil

TCI Friday

I'm a bad friend sometimes. Bruce had suggested we get in one last mountain bike ride before the big snow storm, the one swirling outside my window as I type. I said I was

TCI Friday

Regular readers might be shocked to find out that I am very regularly asked for my advice, vis a vis, cycling products. To say that my opinions don't necessarily reflect

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