Harry: I can't believe we drove around all day, and there's not a single job in this town. There is nothing, nada, zip! Lloyd: Yeah! Unless you wanna work forty hours a week. Harry: Maybe we should just check out Matt's YouTubes
Monday, January 25, 2010
Pothole Patrol
Lichau Road, viewed yesterday from over my handlebars, was a mosaic of potholes. I took the road bike on a much needed ride between ongoing rainstorms. The mountain bike with its full suspension may have been a better choice though. I did appreciate that the road had been repaired, but down in the lowland that precedes the big climb; the original road had more or less disappeared in a veneer of pothole patches.
We do what we can.
For the sixth year running, roads maintained by the county of Sonoma have been rated the worst in the Bay Area, according to regional transportation planners. ~Press Democrat
In sixty-nine I was twenty-one and I called the road my own
I don't know when that road turned onto the road I'm on ~Jackson Browne
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