National Bear-Butt Month

This seemed a catchier version of national there's-a-cop-on-my-tail month. And that seems to be the theme for October. This morning, nice Mr. Poriceman (nickname courtesy of my brother) got on at 880 and was on
the same route all the way til my exit. Arghh. My bike is not used to going 70ish on the bridge. That's not comfy rpms!
Grrr. Oh, well. At least I saw him in time. That's the advantage of driving west in the
mornings.