Enough noise

Sounds like fireworks and noise out there, soon to fizzle away. And here we have 2010. A numeric beginning. Two years ago, I was a few rungs south in the latitude, and building up more bikes more often. Ahhh… I had a nice bar stool at my work table and a Park TS2, and the sun shined every day. Ten years ago, I was there too. At a contra dance at The Temple of Music and Art downtown, just north of Armory Park, Tucson. One year ago, I was in Portland, at a party… with people!  Tonight, I’m just a guy, alone, in front of my computer typing. I want to make a Cohen style joke of how “I build bicycle for woman” but I’ll give the credit to whoever made this Victor – the only 49cm frame I ever spent purple scrubbie and rattle can time with.