Sunday was a fluke. Monday was inspired. Tuesday was a little confirmation for the laws of physics. If you can keep it rolling it picks up speed.
I headed East late in the day to try and rendevous with Joey Bushyhead. I found him. We passed each other on the Cadillac trail going opposite directions, both screaming, “Rider Up!” It was too hot for either of us to think of stopping so I charged onward, turning a big gear in a slow cadence. I put my shoulder to that turd and pushed with all six legs.
I am a man short on answers in this life, but keep the turd rolling is an easy one to remember.
Juancho
So true because once the turd stops it’s momentum, it’s very difficult to get it going again. This has been my dilemma lately, getting the turd to consistently roll.
It helps if you constsantly nibble off the rough edges.
Damn.
What a great post — rolling turds.
That’s exactly it, isn’t it? We’re all rolling turds.
less talking, more pushing, these turds aren’t going to roll themselves.
Rolling uphill no less.
i really liked ths post a lot!
jj
doo doo makes everything funnier.