Holt gets married!

while most of IF new england was in gloucester this wknd, going full-out, i headed to north carolina to stand by my buddy Chris while he got hitched. the deed is done, many beers disappeared as well as a 200lb sucklin' pig. learned that mistaking west coast carolina bbq for east coast carolina bbq is kinda like mistaking a Blood for a Crip, not a good idea. Needless to say, we got it straightened-out and good times were had.

first time since last december i've gone 3 days w/o touching a bike. did it in fine style and didn't feel bad about it one bit. but as usual, i missed the cake, i always miss the cake. man, i wish i had some cake right about now...

chris is a lucky man. and he knows it. way to go.