Howdy! all you Happy UltraKultists and Wallet-sized Poster Children...
Highline 50 is coming up fast and furious in your face like the Great One-Eyed Desert Lounge Lizard that it is!
As some of you doubtlessly realize, Yrs Truly, Mr Trail Safety is going to be Large and In Charge at Mile 44. For some, this will feel like Mile .44. The decimal point is meaningless. In which case, all of your Libertarian beliefs will have been thoroughly audited to your own satisfaction.
Or, you could you be like "Tiny girls, Dancing for Gold..." Me, I'll be John Tesh-like; sitting at a tiny toy piano, banging out "Music Box Dancer" or other greats from the Richard Clayderman ouevre. Well, you can't make an omelette with out breaking an ouevre. More on that later.
It is entirely likely that one of the following items will be present:
***30-wt motor oil
***E-Z Insertable Serrano Chilis
***FIRST 10,000 CHICKS GET IN FREE !!!!
Well, that's it for me. More later, and it will include a 45-part race report, including late-breaking news about various celebrity penis reductions, and bootleg MP3 'NSync Bulgarian downloads.
For liability reasons, I can't guarantee that everybody won't get a Big Hug from Mr Trail Safety, Barney or Barney & His Barnyard Friend. Especially of you're a Hot Chick. I've got the video cam, and you don't.
Mr Trail Safety