We all have that friend. The one who always is in the thick of things. The type of person who starts a story out with "It was a random Wednesday, and I decided to buy a sailboat". That guy for me is Mike Boo. I sometimes forget how much cooler Minneapolis was when Mike lived here. He moved out to San Francisco a few years ago. And yep, you guessed it, it was a spur of the moment kind of thing. I talked to the guy on a Saturday, and he was like "Swing by my going away party this Friday. I'm leaving for San Francisco on Monday".
But that's how life was like with Mike. I have to admit, he is probably the leading contributing factor to my incisive randomness.
If someone was like "Yo Jon. Which one of your friends will end up working at a top notch brewery in San Francisco and will be dope on the bike"? I would have to say Mike.
Mike also introduced me to fixed gears. All it took was a full day ride around San Francisco, and I was hooked. I doubt I could ever go back. Wow, that last sentence made me sound like some kind of hipster.
But when Mike does come back to Minneapolis, it's like no time passed at all. Sure, we've grown up a little bit, but there's a part of me that always wants to go jump into a train yard or abandoned building.
I really do love the picture here. It was taken in high school. For a while, this picture was pasted all over Minneapolis. I couldn't walk around Powderhorn without seeing this picture on a garbage can or stop sign. Rumor has it, there's still a few floating around....
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