so this long winded story is basically just for me, because it was so fun that i'd like to remember it. but feel free to read it. this past weekend was amazing! friday was critical mass, which led into saturday in which me, chris, and ramon rode our bikes to victoria park to rachel's 50s party. we got there early and rode around the burbs, and there was some gazebo chilling, sunset watching, and idea exhanging going on. i had a good time for the 45 minutes or so that we were at the 50s party, especially because of the industrial size tub of sabra roasted red pepper hummus. after said hummus feast, we left via bicycle. we were crossing some grass onto a sidwalk and we sunk in some deep, nasty as frik mud that came out of nowhere. but we braved the busy roads on our way to orange city. we stopped at ali's house after some major fishtailing in sandy roads, but she was busy being lame, so we went to my house and met up with thomas. raising arizona had to be watched, of course. so good. so good. the homies left and the next day i went to orlando with bailey and thomas to a venue called the dungeon to see ted and the bundys and moral decline. ted and the bundys played their best set yet! and the wall of death with the john mccain cutout was siqq as fuh. too bad that venue allows smoking. moral decline was dope, and after the set chris, thomas, bailey, and i went to the blackbox to see what was going on. we signed various petitions and postcards in support of getting bikes for farm workers in central florida. dope! and there was the remains of a vegan potluck sitting in the corner, and chris and i spooned lots of awesome food into our hands and ate it because there were no plates. as it turns out, there were plates, hidden. of course. friday's critical mass was a great start for yabai deland! i took the votran to deland with my bike and met up with tyler and chris at chris's job at the health food store. we had some frozen burritos and left chris to go waste time until 6:30. dustin called, so we met up with him and a man named kel at sina's house. we met thomas at the parking garage and then we all went to painter's pond. all the riders included ramon, matt labelle (who we eventually salvaged from sina's house, he was high as frik and wanted to put a munchies inspired tuna wrap into my backpack which i let happen only because i could tell he put at least 3 cans of tuna into that thing), tyler, dustin, thomas, dan, chris, kel ( not for too long though) and me. and almost justin, but he decided to hang out with dawson at sina's house. we left and decided to go to wachovia for water, which left us with some drama and cops wanting us and just bad feelings all around, so we eventually got everyone together and got out of there on our way to beresford trail, which would take us to orange city. we stopped at a convenience store and noticed the sheer awesomeness of all our bikes combined. chris likes oreos. on our way to the trail, many a dark road were passed and many a dangerous picture were taken! me and t-legs handed off the camera at high speeds, it was ridiculous. also we did our best metal "yups" and pearl-jam, america tpye voices. those hurt, bahaha. upon reaching the park entrance for the trail, matt labelle smashed into a curb and didn't get hurt at all, which was awesome. i was right behind him, it could have been bad. in the dark woods now we started mentioning legendary skunk ape and getting freaked out. to get to the trail, we had to ford through some nasty friking water on our bikes, and there was one point where there was deep water on both sides and a strip of shallower water, we could have been some mucky dudes. we road the trail at high speeds, gallavanting, telling ghost stories with flashlights, and having a jolly time. we made it to the end after lots of night time zooming, and contemplated going into blue spring, but figured it'd be a bit too risky, so we took some pictures on the bridge (chris peed off of it) and went to my house. so many bikes have never graced my hallway, i'll tell you that. we ate food and jammed out to circle takes the square and minor threat. the drums were thrashed too and a mean cover of waterpark was played. hahaha
ramon had a tube problem and due to said problem we did not go to debary for further adventuring but instead back through the trail toward deland after everyone said hello to my mom. haha, yes! along the way, chris, ramon, and thomas were in a separate group in the front, and t-legs, dustin, and i were in the back. at one point we heard terrible screams from up ahead. we were freaked out, but i assumed they were playing a prank on us. when we got out of the trail and all met up, chris, ramon, and thomas said there was a MOUNTAIN LION chasing a bunny alongside them. that was too much for me and we all booked it out of beresford park and made our way back into deland. dan and thomas went home, and me, tyler, chris, and ramon went through stetson passing out veganism flyers and putting them in car windshields and stuff. we gave some to the christian sign holders downtown as well, and i felt bad for them because people were being dicks to them and shouting stuff about satan, and the like. i think that's a little unnecessary, i dunno. but after this, at stetson, we saw some poor frat kid get pushed, bound by his feet and hands, into the stetson fountain. some initiation thing. that's why stetson sucks, kids. haha
ramon went home shortly afterward and tyler and i went to chris' house and ate hummus and watched walker, texas ranger. this could be a weekly tradition, i sure don't mind it. the next morning we went to thomas' work at dunkin donuts and visited him via bicycle, came back to the house, and swam in the pizzool. it was hella fun.
