We’re not sentimental, we’re just oil filled machines Trying not to say the things we mean.

Not too much intellectualizing today, just blood, guts, a little charity on my part, a wrong turn, and a few tears (Would you believe it? The salt you lost from a 57.4 mile ride is substantial as is the sweat that can ends up in your eyes when you stop.)

he Beginning of the End - Guster