No one came last week. After fighting what my Grandpa calls a "bleak outlook," I thought about why no one came. People must think that the rides suck or they are lazy. Here is my solution for this dynamic: I don't care anymore. This Friday is going to be fun as hell. Stay at home or drink beers with some lames who talk 'bout nuffin if you ain't going. We don't need you. You suck.

If you are going: We are going over Missionary Ridge, down through the Brainerd Tunnels aka Chattanooga's Death Tubes, through the River Walk, North Shore, St.Elmo, and back to the Co-op. Bring a tube, light, lock, and helmet, and shovel because someone is going to die. Seriously, we're gonna need a alibi after this one.