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A couple weeks ago, right after we got home from our Christmas travels, Snotty got on his bike and headed to work. It's been unusually cold here in Oregon and there was ice on the road. The mountain bike might have been okay, might, but he was on his trusty road bike. Which makes commuting a slice of pie. Unless there is ice on the road. Coming up round the corner to get on the street our house sits on he crashed. Luckily he was close to home. I was wondering what he had forgotten when I heard the key in the front door shortly after he had left. Besides a hole in his most wonderful rainjacket, he scored a most wonderful bruise. I told him, "that's going to be pretty in a couple days!" And so it is. A most pretty bruise.
Needless to say, he's been taking the car more often lately.

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