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Lotsa stuff going on over at one red paperclip this week. Why not swing on over to enjoy the fun new updates!

Kyle

Dom says thanks for all the birthday wishes.

And asked me to take her email off the post. But I've decided to leave it up. Just for kicks. Getting prepped for some big book release stuff this summer, in addition to big party in Kipling:

June 28 = Book release in UK/Ireland.
July 2-8 = be in London/Dublin promoting book.
July 10-16 = be in Kipling for red paperclip days.
Aug 17 - Book released in Quebec, en francais.
Aug 21 = Book released in USA and Canada.
Aug 21 - Aug ? = big book promo tour in USA and Canada.

And the book's gonna be released in Australia, New Zealand, Japan, Korea, China, Germany, Italy, The Netherlands - sometime this year, I believe. I honestly don't know all the release dates. If you can find them somewhere online and want to share them, that'd be snazzy! I'm really keen to find Saskatchewan's Brownest Van, then ship it to Japan for a big book launch tour. I can't explain how amazing I think a trip like that will be.

Yes, fun and busy.

It'll be pretty choice when all the book release stuff is wrapped up and I can get down to the business of getting something else on the go!

Kyle

Another big day today

Yes, today was Dom's birthday. She's 27 now. Feel free to wish her a splendid birthday at domdoum@hotmail.com

Other than that though, let me just say, WOW! I painted a third coat of mint blue in the bathroom, applied a coat of wax to a 1990 Corolla Station Wagon, ate some Spitz sunflower seeds, but wait, that's not it! Nope, if you can believe it, there was more. Dom and I went for Dinner in Carlyle!

All in all, a great day in the greater Kipling region.

Kyle

10Ks

I ran 10 Kilometres today. Drove the van 5km west from 503 Main, pulled over to the gravel, dropped the clutch, turned the wheel left, pulled a peel-out "U-ey", and drove back home to place both feet in the eagerly awaiting pair of red Adidas. Then I ran to the tire mark. And back.

50 minutes.

Not bad.

Specially for a belly full of elk sausage. Cold wet powerful north wind blew hard perpendicularly to the road the entire time. From the right on the way there. From the left on the way back. No tailwind either direction. I tried to twist my back to get a bit of a sail-effect going on to help propel me down the highway. Not sure if it helped. I did get stomach cramps though, so maybe twisting wasn't the best idea. Probably the elk sausage's fault though. They always get up to stuff like that. Good old elk sausages. Digesting. Giving people cramps. Elk sausages. Nothing like 'em.

Kyle

I'm so hungry I could

eat a bike. But since I'm on a fast, and can't eat solids, I just fixed a bunch in the backyard instead. So, I was working on bikes all day, and then this monster thunderstorm came along and we were about to drive out of town to watch it, in a place that in hindsight what was probably the most lightning-strike likely location, ever. But we never left town, cause there were two guys on bikes in front of the big red paperclip at 503 Main. These two guys:

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Francois and Olivier. And they didn't look like they were just riding around town on those bikes. Nope, it looked like they were riding somewhere really far on those bikes. It turns out they're on their way from Victoria BC to St. John's Newfoundland. Pretty much as far as you can travel without needing to carry ID to cross a border. They've got a website. With a really easy to remember URL. You should check it out: www.olivieretfrancoistraversentlecanadaenvelo.com

We scored them showers, beds, cutlery, bike storage in the "Leprechaun" motorhome out back, etc. World's defintely collided around here last night. Yep, the world of Kyle and Dom sitting around the house doing as little as possible, shaking off stir craziness by obsessively collecting, fixing, and then not really riding bikes, with the world of Olivier and Francois: goal oriented and spandex fueled cross continental cycling...on bikes that weren't salvaged from attics in farmhouses.

Awesome guys, glad they dropped buy. They ate an entire bag of Chewy Chips Ahoy last night. I had some mini carrots. And such.

Kyle

Sask

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Lots more at the bottom of here.

Fasts are slow

I once read somewhere about this fast thing in Thailand where people drank tea for ten days and then all sorts of the "bad" stuff started coming out of their bodies, like a glass marble one guy swallowed when he was 6 years old. Yep, it popped right out of him. In Thailand. When he was 33. So anyway I don't ever remember eating a glass marble, and if I had eaten a glass marble I'm not sure if I'd want to get rid of it from the inside of my body anyhow. But that thought always stuck with me. What if there was all sorts of crazy crap inside my body I could only ever get rid of with a fast? So Dom, the nutritionist, decides to do a fast. Here in Kipling. And she asked if I was interested. And I said yes. And stopped eating. More than two days ago. And now I'm really hungry. Dom's been feeding me all sorts of tea and juices that are supposed to be good, and I have to say, they're pretty good. But I could really go for a piece of toast. Actually, I'm not as hungry as I thought I'd be. I'm sort of approaching it with a competitive spirit. Not eat for two days? Ha! I can not eat for three days. And if I don't sleep eat a few bowls of Cheerios tonight, that'll be day three. Just like that. But there's so much time in the day if you're not eating. I've realized that breakfast, lunch, dinner and all that snacking takes up a lot of my day usually. And for the past couple of days I've realized that I have literally no idea what to do with those hours of the day. Especially when I'm really hungry and in ultra low energy mode. Kinda just hanging around the house. Or pulling really old bicycles out of people's yards. At their permission/request. Yeah, so anyhow, that's what's going on around here in Kipling right now. Not eating, and being a bike magnet. I'm really looking forward to eating again. It's going to be awesome. I'll let you know if any marbles pop out.

Kyle