Craptastic.

That's oil. The expensive kind. The kind that you find in your driveway underneath your vehicle. You know the one- it's the one that has distinctive smell of oil and small metal shavings.

The rear differential blew on the truck coming home from Norwell. Fortunately, when I bought the truck I also bought the extended warranty. Unfortunately that warranty expired two weeks ago. And that's the way things go here at Pioneer...

Tired.

I'm tired.

Been pretty busy these past few weeks, both with race results and ebay stuff, as well as a teeny tiny bit of real life thrown in for good measure.

Last week I picked up some stuff to sell online- to help me get through the end of road season/beginning of cross season. Not surprisingly, when I blithely said "sure I'll take it all" I got in over my head. I figured that I could fit it all in my truck. I mean it's a 3/4 ton pickup with a full size bed *and* a cap right? Right. The photo on the left shows load number two. In the 16 foot box truck.

And wouldn't you know it, there was not one Dugast in that pile. Think Cyclocrossworld.com takes trades?

Playing for Par

So it occurred to me that I haven't related any 'equipment failure' stories lately. That's not because Mr. Myrphy's Law hasn't been in effect- it's just because I'm a slacker when it comes to blogging. And a whole bunch else too, but that's another story.

Here's the hit list:
Video cable failure- just before the finish. Got it fixed with 100m to go.
Printer failure at a crit with 3 races left in the day.
Ripped up a tent sidewall trying to pack up in a hurry
Fax machine at home blew up.
Overloaded bookshelf above the desk fell down. Onto my 23 inch Apple Cinema Display.

Oh, and I got a wicked case of Poison Ivy after the Monson race. From now on I'm charging extra if I have to set up the tent in a PI patch. That's reasonable, right?

On the bright side, I didn't get run over at Attleboro this year. Unfortunately the same cannot be said for my generators. They took the hit at Stafford.

Oh well.