Thanks to Apple Brand Computer Products, DTH Returns

After weeks of putting it off, I took my broken computer into the Apple store. The Genius looked it over and said it would cost some two-hundred dollars to fix, but they'd only charge me forty, and in the process they'd replace a bunch of worn-out stuff for free. So any time I have any problems from here on out, I'm going to take my broken leg or my squishy banana to the Apple store first.

I didn't plan on having my computer back so quickly, so this post is going to be full of a bunch of random nonsense because I have no topic ready. You're probably wondering how this is any different than any other post. If you are, you can't come to my omelette party.

I finished building some fancy new wheels for my mountain bike almost two weeks ago, and they're still hanging in the garage, uninstalled. They resemble a pair of eyes hanging sadly over the frowny workbench below, and every time I go into the garage for a can of paint or a hammer, something in there lets out a long sigh. You're probably not wondering what I've been up whilst not riding my bike, but I'm going to tell you anyway. Better yet, I have pictures.

I will have more pictures of this as things develop. If you're not sure what this is shaping up to be, here's a clue:

Also, I've found time for reading, something I used to do almost constantly before I climbed aboard a bike and eschewed the life of the mind. I've read two very good books by two recently deceased authors. 

Both books are excellent, and I'd recommend one or the other to you, depending on whether you're in the mood for good fiction or good nonfiction, but the book I finished most recently was the one that blew my mind most.

This wasn't the best book of the three, nor the most informative, nor the scariest, but it was by far the most entertaining. While the book is nonfiction, this story of Scientology reads much the like the science fiction that their founder was famous for writing. If even half of what Reitman reports about Scientology is true, then Scientologists have suffered much at the hands of their own church, and their religion is little more than brainwashing and slave labor. I really had no idea. It seems that one of humanity's weaknesses is how much we'll sacrifice in order to feel we belong to something. People should be riding their bikes more and getting their brains washed less.

Anyway, there's no way to talk about this book without mentioning this priceless piece of history:

So DTH is back up and running just in time for me to go on vacation. I may have opportunities to post some pictures of the stupefying Crested Butte and Durango trails I'll be riding, but it might have to wait until October. If my new wheels break, I'll be taking them directly to the Apple store.