Hump Day

And the winner is...

Nobody. Well, I'll give it to someone, but what was actually on the found flash drive was pretty sad and not worth revealing.

Just a few work documents, some kid's 4th or 5th birthday pictures, and one of those long, rambling, and terribly written, "Dear Family, this is what I've been up do" Christmas letters.

But nothing juicy, nobody naked, nothing threatening. So I'll give the prize to Crank, with his answer of, "1's and 0's. If you want to get technical." Although it seems he lives in Wisconsin and will be unable to claim his prize next Wednesday. Crank, if you're reading this, I'll be racing in Hartford and Milwaukee on the 17th and 18th, and in Kenosha and Milwaukee on the 24th and 25th.

I'm totally serious. If you show up, I will get you a twelver of your choice.

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Al Franken wins his senate seat. By 312 votes. Obama's rubberstamp just got a little more unwieldy.

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Why I stopped doing Critical Mass.

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As California goes, the nation goes.

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This week's sign of the apocalypse: our politician's rivalries now resemble those of Kazakhstan or Moldova.

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Did you know that bikes are banned from Metra for the entire Taste of Chicago? Even at 6am on the outbounds? Such is the mentality of government employees. No shades of gray there. Either On or Off.