Passage #39: 24 March 2010
Ah, springtime... the season for storing mechanical energy; for perched aquifers and permeable layers; for shrimp, rice and basil dipped in fish sauce. It's finally here!
Where would we be without the spring? No flowers. No pogo sticks. No fancy water. Would you want to live in that kind of a world? Me neither. Let's hail the arrival of the spring, then, eh? While traditional celebrations usually take on a more lagomorphic or pyromaniacal character, we prefer to do this thing in the form of a bike ride. Because that's what we do. Come join us.