Red Barchetta. What a great song. A little story in there….
Went riding this weekend. Nothing huge, maybe 120 miles but raising money for a good cause.
Rode missus Zip home, and headed the 25 miles north up to my brothers house. Drank some quality and shitty Scotch Whiskey, watched a few movies that meant something to both of us, reminisced, and talked philosophy. Slept a couple of hours, and smoked a 9 pound brisket. Took all day.
A fucking great weekend.
We nailed it. We shoulda made two.
