chaos ensues.

iowa was not just about a bike race.
it was an adventure! or, at least i was hoping it would be...

i was not to be dissapointed.

the adventure started on black friday. pretty spooky.

anyway the drive began and, i must say that i am impressed that my bike didn't fall off the roof rack.
that has happened to me twice before, and neither of those times did i have my bike strapped to the car with this kind of craziness.

next came the ticket. no amount of eye-batting could get us out of it.
i guess he didn't swing that way. maybe karla should have tried...

then came the hotel. where the little guy got his daper on.



we also aquainted ourselves with the roomies for the weekend. rayray, fil, lalla, and rookie.
add me and the lg to the mix and thats a party.

then came iowa city! oh boy!
frat bars upon frat bars!

we all enjoyed super rookie getting hammered and making an ass out of himself.
(ray ray more than most).


here ray ray totally destroys the rookie.

the next day, when we got to the race the cutters were there. how fuckin sweet is that!?
pretty sweet. i totally beat one of them for sure.


as the weekend progressed the shorts got shorter. (as they should).



biggest lesson learned this past weekend:

don't fuck with ray ray.