The Drive-in ATM

So I'm out on the town tonight. Heading to the brewery where I'll eventually meet up with Admin and his entire family. Sorta makes me feel adopted. Lindsey and Andy are down from Marquette, a rare occurrence, so it's "git down to some good beers" time. This photo will surely get me dis-owned either way.

The Sweet custom beer mug is Carl's.

We're playing a die rolling game that Lindsey gave to Dennis for Xmas. It wasn't even a drinking game and we were getting pretty stupid.

On the way there I stop by the local ATM to get some cash. But I love this one. It's right downtown Traverse City at 5/3 (Fifth-Third) Bank. I hop up on the sidewalk, bump the front wheel against the left-hand door, grab the other door with my right hand and ride right in. Pull up to the machine, get my cash, and ride out the door on the other side. No need to ever get off the bike and beats the hell out of doing the same maneuver at the drive-through a block away in the cold temps and blowing wind off the bay. Simple pleasures ya'll. In this economy, we have to get them wherever we can.

It's a wobbly ride home, but I've got a smile on my face.