Truly an inspiration.  To think just fifty years ago that there were water fountains designated for certain races.  Now we have a black president.  WOW.  Just wow.

Started the day off by riding out to Los Gatos, to pick up my cousins for the Warriors game since they had an extra ticket.  Used my uncle’s car to carpool to the Oracle Arena.  There must be something about 2009, because when we went to the game they actually won.  When the cheerleaders come out on the floor though, everybody wins.

Can you believe that a couple of pizzas, nachos and a gatorade was $34?

Later in the evening Sarah and Pavel, being the gracious hosts that they are, held a little shindig at their pad.  Rolled up to Pavel grilling up some dogs/burgers and veggies that were T-N-E-L-U-C-C-U-S.  Reference to Cranium, which we later played.  Everybody was eating and laughing, singing karaoke and playing board games.

Not all was fun and games though.  During his state of drunken rage, Alex called me out to a race up and down Communication Hill.  I was taken back, but I knew I was up for a challenge, because he had consistently been beating me up hills as of late.  I accepted.  The stakes:

If I win:  3 bike washes/tuneups from Alex.

If Alex wins:  A roundtrip via Caltrain to San Francisco paid by me.

Tim came up with this awesome flyer.