pankakes and polo

a lot has happened since i last wrote.
most seriously, the passing of matthew manger-lynch, struck while riding his bicycle.
most excitingly, completion of my first fixed-gear bicycle, an as-yet-unnamed special road racer, at west town bikes.
most lushiously, the induction of the bikewinter 2009 co-chairs, aka myself and martin hazard, both avid midnight marauders.
i am not sure if i will deal with any or all of these in much more detail.

but today. let me tell you about sunday.

i went to pankakes, hosted by greg davies, who lives up in the boonies of kedzie and montrose. sheesh, who lives west of kedzie?! anyway, winds were fierce and i was glad to have the gears of cadence, the green ladies schwinn i've been riding since january.

the north winds helped me on my way home, aka south. and since i was so far west, i rode down kimball, which turned into homan (?!) on my way to bike polo in garfield park. i'm not sure if they went into winter hibernation, but it seems these guys will be playing every sunday from 2 to dusk, or at least 6:30, on the tennis courts a ways south of the conservatory.

i've been a spectator at polo a couple times before, and it's always a good, chill time with cool people. i played for the first time today, though, and i'm not sure how i feel about it. it seems i did a lot of riding around in circles, which i think i do enough of professionally. i didn't really hit the ball, um, but i swung at it a few times without wiping out.

well, there's a holla atcha for now. don't be a stranger.