Mood: lyrical
Now Playing: Man of La Mancha
Topic: Cycling
My Continental Sprinters are shot . . . at least my rear tire is. The casing is starting to bulge in a few places. Guess they didn't hold up as well as I thought.
But . . .
Hear me now
Oh thou bleak and unbearable world,
Thou art base and debauched as can be;
And a knight with his banners all bravely unfurled
Now hurls down his gauntlet to thee!
I am I, Don Quixote,
The lord of La Mancha,
My destiny calls and I go,
And the wild winds of fortune
Will carry me onward,
Oh whithersoever they blow.
Whithersoever they blow,
Onward to glory I go!
I'll get new tires . . . and the 'Ciocc Cat' will ride again!
Updated: Sunday, 31 May 2009 4:35 PM CDT
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