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heloo. i’m attempting an update. so    i uploade  this photo (these photos) from my phone and adding text from a coputer. can’t get the cursor in fron of the pic. here goes:

so after doing 1000 miles in 24 hours i found my way to the home of a buddy who offered a couch. the sign on the door read ‘this one steve’ andi kinda wish i’d gotten a pic of that. after 13 or 14 years, to have someone like pat welcome youin such a way,it’s… wellit feels really good. after a shower, load of laundry and a nap, we haddinner with mike and his family and prepared to capitalize on the high altitude buzz, as i’d come to call it the rest of the evening. our first stop was at a bar named something i forget. their logo was a girl(s) with two heads and three legs. i’d been not to drink the ‘go fuck yourself juice,’ the giant steam punk dildo of a dispenser you see above. below, you see the railing of the place, made of axes. axe railings are bitchin’

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this computer is wierd. i dunno. beggars can’t be choosers. anyway,after this joint we went to a cigar bar so we could smoke indoors. there we discussed the merits of styx and kansas and argued the illegitemacy of journey. also, pat is on his way to be a coroner, so death was a fascinating subject as well. below, left to right, is pat, mike and our hero.

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i’m sorry, but i’m pretty beat and have a significant buzz, so these couple posts will be kinda lame. mike moved to ‘fucking wyoming’ sophmore yearso we’re talking like 15 years  since i’ve seen these guys. i’ll tell you a few things, matter of factly, and not all waxing philosophical: it amazes me how after such a long time a few dudes can just pick up like we never even left off. also, denver has like a hundred different smells. oka, gonna go do the actual RIDE part. prepare to be disappointed.

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