January has finally wobbled off into the desert, sunburnt and mumbling to itself.
“55 degrees? Seriously?”
When last seen January was clad in short sleeves and knickers, with one half-full bidon, which will not be enough as the Colorado River Basin states squabble over how to divvy up the water that isn’t there.
I mean, shit, it’s already 46° here in Duck!Burg as February starts applying the SPF 70 and it’s all of 10:15 a.m. The Year of Our Lard 2026 looks like a long, dry ride for some of us. Maybe all of us.
In the Carolinas, meanwhile, my man Clyde DePoynter reports snow and wind and a lack of natural gas that has him feeding the wood stove like Casey Jones’ fireman shoveling coal, trying to get the mail to Mississippi. He was keeping toasty by watching the UCI cyclocross world championships in the Netherlands via VPN.
No spoilers here — but if you missed the live action and would like some recorded highlights, well, FloBikes and YouTube have ’em.
Mad Blog Media 
Patrick, ICYMI
https://www.kunm.org/show/lets-talk-new-mexico/2026-01-26/lets-talk-traffic-fatalities-and-vision-zero