After being treated like a punk kid brother on Sunday I took the only recourse available to me and I rode with my actual younger brother (more punk than kid now) yesterday. His Jamis Durango has been collecting dust for about 8 months so it wasn’t hard for me to feel like I could drop him at any time. That’s good for the ego. Mine anyway, not so much his. If he ever wakes up we’re going out for more this morning. We’ll see about all that.