All this talk of knitting. I've decided that the first rainy night of the year should be spent curled up in bed with, of course, my knitting, SB chocolate, ruby port, the Wonder Poodle, and Jon Stewart. He's kind of short, but Bubba's out of town so he'll have to do.

I think I'll take the blades to Joe tomorrow because I need to put on the new stem which also means she needs a new front brake cable, and I'm just not in the mood. Though I might wake up and feel a spurt of enthusiasm for dealing with the fenders, but I'm sure the Wonder Poodle would vote for a walk instead. Especially if a pumpkin scone is involved.

Sweet dreams, everyone.