James, David, Albert, Patrick and I cycled around town and bike-tagged fresh snow in peoples yards. Albert and Patrick bickered about saddle settings and David absolutely dominated the knockdown games. We retired to the clubhouse where we were joined by Tom, DB, and Franklin. Thanks to Tom and his impressive meat (-draw proceeds), we were treated to copious amounts of wings and pizza. We heart you Tom. Minutes include: bike/drink/ski triathlon, Steven won the trustee bi-election by a landslide – huzzah, DB has registered for Activ Epica, Franklin is planning on being all bang and no buck (snip), fat bikes for under a grand, Tom’s new fancy drink – coke from glass bottles, DB had his first complete chicken wing, Mad Dog Vachon – dead, Eddie Van Halen is a cheater, and we don’t need a new clubhouse we need a teachers lounge. Good times. JS
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