The forecasted rain held off on Saturday, so Anne and I set off on our bike ride, but Anne’s knee forced her to turn around. I pressed on and got some me time and 16 miles. I also got to see the stretchered body of a motorcyclist in front of the History Museum. I could go on about the new bike path segments that I rode, but this post is more retrospective. I am coming up on my 1000th post on this blog. The title of this post is an allusion to when a TV series crosses over from subsistent media to ridiculousness. Here is a link. I hope that this blog has not yet crossed over yet.
So is Henry Winkler going to write a guest post? Yet.
Or are you going to jump your bicycle over some shark, confined or otherwise? Yet.
Busted by the Grammer Police
Um, that would be the Grammar Police.
–The Spelling Sheriff
Hey, I know now how to generate comments. From now on any world misspelled, was intentionally misspelled, just to make a point. No matter how obscure or obtuse that point may be. Roight?