Soon 2008 will be in our collective rear-view mirror, and good riddance, says I. Adios, motherfucker. For the first time since January 2000 the world can look forward to a United States that isn’t hagridden by a clique of junior-varsity fascists bent on making the world safe for their bidness buddies and a bloody nightmare for everyone who doesn’t know their Secret Handshake.
I don’t envy Barack Obama. Sure, he asked for the gig, but cleaning up after The Decider has to be the worst janitorial job since Heracles tackled the Augean Stables. We’re not talking a fresh coat of paint and some air freshener here — more like dump truck after dump truck full of stinking sludge and toxic waste.
So when you’re celebrating this evening, raise a glass to the president-elect. His new year is not likely to be a happy one.
And on a lighter note, for a look back at the year in cycling, pop on over to VeloNews.com. I’ve posted all my editorial cartoons from 2008.
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Ah, come on, man. I want to see a ‘toon on Armstrong regrowing his ‘nads and knocking up the latest floozy….
… and decides to saddle up his Waterloo Rocinante for one more tilt at Le Windmill.
Priceless line!
If I ever get to the point where I can afford a frame with a custom paint job, I’ve always wanted “Supernag” on my top tube. That should happen right about the time they have zero-gravity frames and cold fusion drivetrains.
It’s not good enough that it’s almost 2009. I want to see 2010 so I can put this entire decade behind me. And seeing it in the rear-view mirror ain’t good enough. When the Hubble can’t see it anymore, then I’ll be happy.
Cheers, jambo, slainte, prost, prosit, salud, salute, and l’chaim all the way around.
Hey, I’ll just be glad when I can find the documentation for my disability payments from my bike wreck, the one where the guy tried to kill me for riding in the street. That wreck was in 2001, you think I’ll get paid for it before 2010?
The old guy cartoon with him in the spring was like a bullet between the eyes. Sheesh… I’m going out for at least a short ride tomorrow on my mountain bike now. Ouch that one hurt… Happy New Year, Pat !
O’bama has a terrible mess to clean up. I agree with that. And I wish him the very best.
In regard to Lance, I’m not a big fan really, so cartoon away about his “regrown nads”, that may be fair game. But this new gal, you have no idea that she is a floozy. From the little I have read about her, I really doubt that she is anything other than a really nice young lady. Pregnancies happen mate.
Happy New Year!
I’m starting the year out right with a three-hour road ride. First time I’ve been on the bike in a month.
Good Luck, President-Elect Obama! Please, please, please put the Glass-Stiegel Act back together. For marketing purposes, call it something else if you have to. And quickly re-establish the short-on-the-uptick rule. Please don’t listen to the deregulation folks. They had their run, and it’s been a disaster. All fair and entertaining games have a few good rules and a referee or two. Our economy, U.S. citizens, and savers/investors deserve the same. We made a huge mistake undoing Glass-Stiegel. We are now paying an enormous price.
Peace–really.
Jeff in PetroMetro
Uh? what? Overslept and missed the group ride down to North Ave. Beach to watch the Polar Bears jump in the Lake and vie for first heat attack of the new year.
Too cold, too windy, too old to ride outside today away. Now where did I store the trainer? 20 minutes on that and going to work Friday will be exciting.
May all your roads lead downhill and your brakes always work just right.
Happy New Year.
Ben
Patrick, Happy New Year to you and Herself.
I am reaching the end of the canned peas and tuna in my NYC bunker, and am another person who is frankly eager to dump this decade in the ashcan of history.
May your ’09 be full of sunny days, tailwinds and sleeping kitties.