Nope, I've dodged the avalanches and falling rocks. Just spending too much time working. You know how us old farts are, come home, drink a beer, crap out in the Barcalounger, get up and go to bed
Speaking of sorry butts, the way the weather's been going, the first ride I get in that's over an hour long is going to be the run to Prescott. (
Reckon I'll need the big jar of Boudreauxs Butt Paste.)
