First off, I'll throw the bike geeks a bone: here's a picture of Gary's fork crown. Yeah, ok, not all that fascinating. But it's the only picture I took that came out decently, so at least it's something.
Second, Sarah and I (plus some friends) went to see Aliens at the IFS last night. I love the movie, but I never really thought of it as a campy comedy type thing - but people were shouting out the lines for the actors, booing Burke, laughing at Hicks, Hudson, and Vasquez, and generally behaving (minus the costumes) like they were at the Rocky Horror Picture Show. And I have to admit - the movie has been so influential of sci-fi action films, that many of the tropes that it invented now seem funny, cliched, and even campy.
Long story short, it was a great evening. But the combination of a minor cold and the late night (combined with several hoppy beers and not much water beforehand) have me feeling pretty crappy today - and it's 55 degrees. I should be riding my bike. Damn you, James Cameron, and damn you, Stone IPA.