For Old Times' Sake
I had to go to a meeting in the town where Lauran and I lived about 10 years ago. While I was there I stopped in at my old favorite bike shop, and lo and behold, there was Butch! His real name is Trevor, and I knew him when I worked at Borders, also about 10 years ago. He moved up to Delaware from Columbus because his wife, a cat vet, has switched to horses, so now they live closer to the country. I always knew Butch was into good old classic punk rock and guitars and computers, but I didn't know he was into cycling. Wait, I take that back, he did tell me he used to ride a lot when he lived in SoCal, when he saw me reading VeloNews and the old, now defunct, Winning, while I was on my breaks. He lives a charmed life, that Butch. He sorta just does whatever he finds interesting in life. It never seemed to be the case that he and his wife needed the money he made. So, he was a manager at Borders, now he fixes and sells bikes. He showed me one of the three $2,000 bikes he owns. Mmm. Another interesting Butch fact: he took his wife's name when they got married. No wait, if I remember correctly they both picked a new one, that neither had before. Weller. (Yes, named after old Paul.)