bikes, beers and boogie nights.

Damn, it took me just about all week to recover from last weekend and of course as soon as I feel good it's time to get back to business of throwing down. Thursday was a little better than your average good day in Asheville. Started off with a good ride around town, followed by another enlightening green building class that focused on the structural options when going green. Stopped by a friends house on the way back from my class and kicked off the afternoon with an hour on a massage bed just to loosen me up a bit for what the night would hold. Call up Bruce grab a few beers and were off to see Boombox. These guys are going to hit Nashville in March and if you want to get down then check these guys out at the Exit In when they hit town. Two guys - a guitar and drum machine and they rock a tight groove. The scene in Asheville was of course sweet with plenty of dangerously cute Asheville ladies gettin' down. Rocked out until 2:30 and hung out with Jon Fishman for a while when he stopped by Stella Blue around 2:00 after playing with Yonder Mtn String Band up the street earlier in the night.

Friday was another urban ride and more funky good times. Hit the west side of town for food and drinks at The Admiral then walked across the street for some more good funk music at the Rocket Club. Hung out and boogied till 1:00 and when the music wrapped up at the Rocket Club it was time for more at the Crow's Nest Lounge.

Saturday it was time for some bike love. Matt J, Stan and I hit Richmond Park with the pups for some disc golf action to warm things up. Nice course with lots of elevation changes and trees that make for a tight and challenging course. Judah loved it and it's great to know there is a great course about 5 minutes away. Bike love kicked off with drinks at Bruce's then it was time to pedal over to the River Arts District. Oh my god, did this party rock. Bikes, free beer from French Broad Brewery, and three bands. Tons of cool bike people and Bruce dressed up like a bad porn star meets Vinny the mobster. Beers were consumed, the bands rocked, and once again the night wrapped up with me dancing on a school bus with the back cut off and dance floor installed at 4:00 am this morning. I haven't had more fun since the last night I can't remember. Thanks to all that threw this party and the girl who got me home. BIKE LOVE!

Hugs and Kisses. Jut