Thorns....

I hadn't had a puncture in 2 years then all of a sudden I have 2 in about 3 weeks. Damn! I hate flats nearly as much as I hate dogs that chase bicycles, horse poop on bike trails, and people who are too busy talking on cell phones to notice me on my bike while they drive stupidly along in their cars and trucks. I can deal with the thorns because they belong there. I'd rather they didn't, but they do.

That's it.

Peace out, yo!