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This section is somewhat my area to just go off, not necessarily but usually related to IMT and bike-thingys.  Today’s Rant falls solidly in the “not necessarily” crevasse, other than it should speak to upwardly motivated people, which are pretty much our only clientele unless you happen to come in during the Treefort Music Fest or anytime within 48 hours of the Tour de Fat.

So well said, New Belgium lover

Let me paint a picture, the title of which will be Crunch Time. I wake up early every weekday because I usually have some things that I need to do, and once the kids are up, all bets on my prep time being fruitful are off. I take the dog out, I try and write, maybe I get to the gym or get a ride in. It doesn't really matter, though, because no matter what time I get up, the kids have to be to school within a finite window of time, and getting them out the door prepared [and also having my crap together for work] is a 20 minute long Greek Tragedy. I’m just glad if I’m not the one who’s dead at the end.

Everything will kill you
in the end

This, I know, is not unique to me, and once on my merry way I do what we all do and grab something before I have to be to work. It’s a buffer, and we all need a “pop,” a cup of coffee or a muffin or juice…for me it’s a Diet Coke. If your first thought right now is to tell me that Diet Coke will

kill me or make me fat, I have the confirmation number for your special reservation in hell, by the way.

You can get Diet Coke many places, but I usually stop at a convenience store due to the convenience aspect, and when I do I have absolutely no issue with the fact that there might be a line at the register. I have no right to be upset with others who got there before me doing just as I am, grabbing something to shove in the pie hole because “sh*tstorm A” is over and we’re almost late for “sh#tstorm B.”

You know who endured exactly no storm this morning, though? Lottery enthusiast. Yup, that

Even in parody, it's hard not to show excitement for the Lotto

disheveled looking guy/gal has blue skies for miles in terms of schedule, all day…and yet there they are at the front of the line with some sort of folder cashing in, or forking over for lottery tickets. All the time in the world...but now's the time to fill out the Scantrons or look for a take-a-free-nickel to get their daily scratch on. This before realizing they forgot to mention the need for more cancer sticks, and the ensuing explanation that they prefer the hardpack, non-filtered variety.  

Like Eric B. and Rakim I’m thinking of a master plan, and it has a lot to do with proposing some legislation. I’m not big on rules nor am I anti-lottery, but the way I see it if you can’t buy alcohol from 2-6am because somehow that makes sense, then you sure enough shouldn’t be allowed to purchase or redeem lottery tickets between the hours of 6:00am and 11:00am. Wait ‘till the morning rush is over. And now, a fun fact: