I have decided something...

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The house is stuffy. Very, very stuffy. The house is stuffy, the kids are loud, I don't like my office, and if I have to look at one more training tape, I'm going to start whipping them at people's heads.

So my bike and I are going to New York, and we're going to find the seediest, most rundown pool hall in the city. At which point I'm going to shamelessly hustle the most likely-looking victim. And then the second most likely-looking victim. Yes, I'm going to manage to hustle two people. I am just that good. If they take exception to being hustled? Well, I really, really hope they take exception. That would be fun. And according to all of you, I'm supposed to be having more fun. So. That's the plan! I may even have a beer. Or several.

Oh, and by the way? The mysterious dispenser of t-shirts? Me. Yeah, that's right. And not everyone who got them posted about them. Terribly disappointing, really. Especially since some of the people who got the best slogans stayed mysteriously mum.