Comedy: Act 3

So, after trying to qualify for Nationals at Sea Otter and getting buzzkilled by promotors who don't give a rat's ass and officials who can't tell time, Micheal and I decide to head to an AMBC race instead.

We qualify and we have a good time, so that was nice.

Then we hear that Nationals won't be at Mammoth. Cripes! But thats okay, because a few of the other venues sound interesting. Their press release states that the date will not change. We'll just switch our travel plans a little.

But now they announce that the MTB Nationals (which are a nationals event for Masters racers as well as Pros) has been moved to the same weekend as Masters Road Nationals.

Well, thats brilliant.

Do they read their own press releases?

Do the guys on the NORBA side of the hall even talk to the guys on the USCF side?

Helloooooo?

Fuckit. The MTB venue is at Sonoma, which I hear sucks and its the Sea Otter folks, and I am not all that keen on giving them my money anyway.

See you in Pennsylvannia.
And at Downieville (the real championships)