Mo Flea

Lots of blue bits slipping through the fingers of the sweaty handed kingpins in the corporate offices of the gleaming towers of One Utahdog Center, World Congress of the Americas....  

Perhaps a psychological aversion to blue, both the color and the mood, has subconsciously taken control of our collective executive genius? See the kingpins and I have been in group therapy after slumming it up in the Carrera Marble Board Room Suite with 4 cases of Natty Lite tall-boys and some pork rinds('chicarones' to you hi-fashion types) shotgunning 4 seasons of 'Dexter' on Netflix over the past holiday break.  One of my top trusted lieutenants was nabbed in the executive crapper making a list of all the people he'd like to chop to bits and bury in his backyard 'for the betterment of society' he claims.  Needless to say, an intervention was staged, and we snatched him out of his bed in the dark of night, chopped him into little bits and buried him in his backyard.  Didn't even wake the kids.  It was corporate efficiency in motion. Pure poetry.

While we were otherwise detained by our efforts to rid the world of....ourselves, The mad cycle of buying and selling in America marched on, and we promptly missed the following tasty morsels.  May we be snatched from our beds in the dark of night and summarily chopped to bits and buried in our respective backyards.

Answer Accu_Trax rigid fork, in my favorite color, blue.

With some tasty decal action.  Nice condition for 20 years old.

Altek BL-25's in my favorite color, blue.

And a fine example of the firm(er) springed M900 rear deraileur, in what else but XTR blue.  Used but not abused.

And now back to more 'Dexter'.  Things have gotten rocky with the little tart from Angel that he married and she's become incessantly needy.  I wonder what happens next?  My new top lieutenant has been dispatched in the One Utahdog Center gleaming Maybach 62, with driver of course, to the local Piggly Wiggly to nab a few more cases of Natty and some Bugles (we are sick and tired of those damn chicarones!) and when his slow ass finally returns then we'll be back hunkered down in the Carrera Marble Board Room Suite, remote in hand!

If he takes too long we may need to schedule another intervention....