Sometimes, this Pipeburn thing really sucks. A new post every 48 hours. Every 48 hours. It's truly never ending - like the mail. Screw going postal, sometimes we feel like we're going Pipe-al. Or is that Papal? Whatever the case, it's all too easy to view the constant search for new bikes as a chore rather than a pleasure. After all, we've got lives that are already full-to-overflowing. You just want a quiet Sunday night in front of the box, but instead you have to churn out another article for the hungry biking masses. Like me, tonight. After serious considerations about out-sourcing the whole dog and pony show to India I begin to trawl through the bowels of my inbox. Woah. Here's some emails and an interview from Paul d'Orelans. Christ on a trike! We'd totally forgotten. Shoot - he's going to be pissed we left it so long. Four months! Oh the bitter, burning guilt of the slack-ass-ed. I read through it. He's a really good writer. This stuff is great. And just look at the bikes he's owned. Damn - we're so blessed to have guys like this on the blog. You know, sometimes this Pipeburn thing really rocks.