This last week with the kid was pretty good. He called me at 11:30AM on Monday, as he was working in the warehouse at C3 and said "where are you?" I'm coming back from SCCA, will be there in a minute, whats up? "I'm wanna go biking, lets go." Off we went to Raging River and got some.
Twenty years from now I'll remember that ride way more than I'll remember all the shit I had to do at work, so fuck it I went. Then did the same thing on Wednesday and went to Duthie Hill.