“I’d like to ride more in 2016,” he said. Yes, and the residents of Hell would enjoy a cold beverage.
No cold beverages for me, thanks. We’re still mired in the 20s here, though “they” say we should see 40-something later today.
But you know how “they” lie.
With the temps pegged well below freezing I skipped my plans for a New Year’s Day ride and instead cooked up a mess of beans and rice to go with the leftovers from our tinga poblana orgy. Now I won’t have to cook for three days. Though I do have some leftover chorizo, and some tomatillos and an avocado, so with a couple of spuds I could crank out some tacos de papas con chorizo y salsa de aguacate. …
Um, no. I make another unholy mess in the kitchen and I’m guaranteed not to make it to Valentine’s Day, much less summer.