Its almost embarrassing how much my folks have given me throughout my childhood, through my prolonged adolescence (my generation pushed back the definition to 26 years old in this country), and continuing into my fits and starts at adulthood. Love, support, health, and an education were all great but right now I am most psyched about this camera that I got a little early for my 31st birthday.
So mom, I’m sorry that you haven’t gotten to see me finally get into a comfortable and high paying career so that I could think about settling down with a pretty wife to start a family but at least now you get to see pictures of what I’ve chosen to build with my skills and education instead. Not as cute as a grandchild but here is the equivalent of the ultra-sound pics of that bun in the oven with BBW #24 finally showing what its going to be when its born. Congradulations, its a cross bike, with the cutest little horizontal dropouts.
