Mensheviks

I did make it home in time to roll out with Critical Mass. They had more of a jovial attitude than confrontational, so next time I'll play the part. I'm thinking boombox and clown wig. CK says no clown wig, but I'll beat her good. The 'official' count was 130 peeps, which isn't bad considering the ominous weather clouds around the start. It did drizzle lightly on us, and towards the end when we were riding down Hawthorne my ass got wet. It wasn't raining when I left the house, so I left the fenders at home, which I came to regret when I started towards home, down Lombard, in a full blown downpour. Meh. We all get what we deserve.