July 17, 2008, 1:56 PM MST.
Finished tensioning a wheel, mopped the sweat from my brow (it's ~100* in the shop), walked inside and grabbed a quart o' chilled liquid refreshment, then plopped down here (at the computer, in the air conditioned house) for 5 minutes of respite.
And where, you must be wondering, did I point the browser?
It's a sickness I tell ya. Happens mid-July every year.
It starts with a glance at the Idita sites, followed by a quick cruise through a photo folder or two. Harmless stuff, really.
But, mark my words, by this time next week I'll be relacing my fatty fat fat wheels, considering the relative merits of various potential routes, browsing for deals, and just generally pegging the geek-o-meter.