the cheering section

Doog and I got together tonight because we shared Thanksgiving Day together and hardly even said a word to one another. I must admit, I was so caught up playing guitar hero that day that my ability to be social took a hit.

Doogie became the first recipient of the annual Holiday Mix that I will be sending out to many of you. I figured he would be a good test case and tell me if my songs are too "poppy." The problem is that iTunes is always giving me recommendations, most of which are mainstream. Okay, okay... bad excuse. Guilty pleasure #1... pop music.

Doogie and I talked about our experiences moving from CO to Cali. We both agreed that establishing a community is a crucial element. Doog coined a better word for it, calling community your own 'cheering section.' It got me thinking about my own cheering squad. My gals from cycling (whether VG, Code 3 or that GGS Clinic) would certainly fall in that category. I can't forget the rest of my crew: Doog, JZ, Yannikin, Cyclist Rick, Stella, Kara, and Teef. It's a good feeling to know that I've got people in the stands willing and ready to break into song if need be. I just hope that they know that I can hoot 'n holler for them too.

"Be Aggressive... B... E... Aggressive. B... E... AGG.... RESS... IVE!!!!"

Well, off to bed. I finally opened that bottle of Pinot from Navarro that I found the other week and it's 'killing me softly'....

-gibbler