Maybe I don't...

...believe in Karma. I don't know, maybe I do. Maybe all those bad Karma points are getting cashed in right now. You know, from highschool.


Its not so bad, but...I feel like I try to do the right thing. Try to treat people well. Give back to the community. Chase fulfillment rather than the dollar. All that stuff. But what happens? Somebody goes and hits my car in the middle of the night. No note. Just some dents, scratches, and a little gift of a broken tail light.








I feel like the guy in Always Sunny on the easy chair.


And me being me and believing in my local police department, and believing that those forensic science police detectives - I thought the fuzz would love to come over with white gloves, cameras, plastic bags and do some of that cool CSI shit. Nope, I actually filed my report online. I doubt any human being will actually even read that report.
Anyways, if you are reading this, you just received 10 of the Bad Karma points from my account. Asshole.

I have a few pieces of good news, though:

1. I am the proud leasee of a ski condo in Frisco for the season. 3 stories, sleeps 12, and has an indoor hot tub on the bottom floor. If you need me between this Wednesday and the end of April, Ill probably be there.

2. It might officially be fall, but its still warm and sunny here in Denver. Cycling season might have ended, but we are still spinning. Spinning. Spinning.

3. The Frogs were in the top 25 this week. And they cant take this week away from us...

4. I have car insurance.

5. She likes home brewed beer.

And now for your moment of zen: