puh-syched!
(or, "whatchu honking at, honky?")
(or or, happy birfday to matt ewe!)

today's critical mass was terrific. about 70-100 people showed up and it was the greatest time of my life to date. the buttons matttoups and i made went really fast; my only regret was not making a zillion more. lots of supercool people as always, and i met a few more of them as always. one girl gave me a blue tank top with the crit mass logo silk-screened on it in exchange, which was very cool. before the ride, a bunch of us helped this one dude shoot a film which required a bunch of people on bikes to ride by while he walked on top of a giant marbled ball and then while he rode a unicycle. the ride itself went downtown by way of the bridge into southside and across that other bridge and through the tunnel into downtown. at least 4 or 5 cop cars drove by us and looked both pissed that we were being orderly, which is good cause i couldnt help but be a little nervous everytime i saw a white car hood in my left periphery and plus they were too lazy today to make shit up to stop us. rawk.

then we made an appearance at the ICES happy hour and enjoyed free food and free beer AND i won a bottle of wine in the raffle. all this on top of the cake and ice cream we had for Donovan's "surprise" going away party.

AND this is the fifth day in a row that i've been wearing these hott rainbow-striped boy underpants with the pseudo penis flap!