Boy, when I do this biking thing, I do this biking thing. Friday night biked back home, met up with Tracy, then we biked down to Pequod. Then we biked a bit more, side streets and stuff on the way back. Ended up watching The Office and Scrubs. Saturday Tracy made breakfast of grits and bacon. Then off on the bikes again, checking out open houses. Went and saw 827 W. Roscoe, which was really cute and quaint and would be high on my list if it had a garage and a 2nd bathroom, and 2224 W. Roscoe over in Roscoe Village, which was out of our price range. Again, more side streets on the way home, I think heading down Wellington. Tracy made crab cakes for dinner, and I started to watched Flyboys and we watched New Amsterdam after dinner at the table. Oh, and on the bike ride home I thought something funny was going on with my left pedal, and when I worked on it that night, low and behold, the pedal was stripping out the left crank. Awesome. So I have a request in to possibly get that covered by the warranty. We'll see. In the meantime, I'm on the mtb. Took that out Sunday for more open houses, one in Old Townish at 1442 N. Mohawk, eh, then back up in Lincoln Park at 923 W. Wrightwood. I had screwed up with the time, and we showed up after the open house, but the guy was nice enough to let us walk through anyway. That one was nice, bathroom and stuff in the dog house, but surprisingly small rooms. Then across the border onto a busier street, probably the busiest one we've seen, at 2854 N. Halsted. That one had an elevator, but seemed pretty simple. Then we had a little snack at Dunkin Donuts before trekking down to River North hoping to see 375 W. Erie, but I screwed up there again, as the open house is for next Sunday. Whoops. Anyway, we ended up over in Millennium Park and walked around for a bit before biking up the lake and stopping in Old Town for a small dinner at Trattoria Roma. They had pretty good carpaccio, so it's on the list. Then we biked home, more side streets, then headed through the park before ending up at Treasure Island for supplies for crepes. We had a craving after seeing La Creperie on Check, Please! the night before. So that was dessert, and well needed after all that biking. So I'm on the mountain bike, and whenever I am, I think about converting it to a single speed. I'm pretty much using it as a single speed now, but I could still remove the useless cogs just to clean it up. And the bike itself could use a cleaning. And a rack. And a front fender.