I think John knows by now not to make bets with me because if I accept, I would surely win (I don't agree to bets where I have less than a 97% chance of winning because I'm a low risk person). While we were at breakfast on Saturday, this song played over the speakers of the restaurant and I hear the words of the song, "Sugar, Sugar...oh honey, honey." Of course John recognized the artist instantly and challenges me, "If you can guess the name of the band, I'll give you a thousand dollars or sell a set of my wheels and give you the money."
Seeing that the wheels I desired were on the time trial bike he rode on to the Squeeze In restaurant where we were having breakfast and I had NOTHING to lose in this bet, I accepted his proposal. To his surprise, I guessed the name of the band correctly. Of course, he was able to keep his wheels so we could at least ride our bicycles home afterwards.
Summer/Fall of 2017 Plans and a mini rant.
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