Mark Bauer

No, that is not Mark Bauer, that is Baton Bob, formerly of St. Louis, now residing in Atlanta Georgia. The reason I have Bob's picture there is because Bauer is always taking pictures and he never sends them to me so that I can do a story about him and his business, cool attitude, all around Little Buddy. So until Bauer sends me a freaking picture, I will display the only other picture I can find. Mark, the shoe tassels? OMG. Their on sale at Claire's!

I rode with Bobby and Bauer, the DRJ at Castlewood. It was like a parade was going on, the park was busy. I almost asked this kid to turn his car off so I could understand the conversation I was having with Terry, a new Gunnar owner, that Tie Dye Mark at the bike shop hooked up. Lots of cruising going on. That is what I did when I was a kid, cruised around in a pimp 65 merc with a 390 4B. It had a trunk that would hold like 8 people.

I had the air on in my car on the way there. I still haven't completely recovered from the race. What am I old? The problem is that you have to watch what energy goes in the body when you do those long ones. I ate an entire 16 inch pizza on Sunday night. It gave me a hangover. So yesterday while at lunch with some folks, I ordered a girly Chicken Caesar Wrap, hand torn lettuce, lightly grilled free ranged chicken breast marinated and chilled in a tequila lime resin, folded and sliced, lite, low fat and calorie responsible.

Intern Stan, the RD getting ready to graduate who was hanging with me and talking up good nutrition, ordered a 3 pound hamburger and fries. Go figure.