a dude named Marcus

timbuk_marcus.jpg Back I think in 97 or 98, I bought a tri-color messenger bag from Alki Bike in West Seattle from a dude named Marcus. The bag was a shop sample, I got a bro-deal on it, and more importantly started a long-term friendship with Marcus. He wrenched my bike for years and also drank lots of beer with me. I rode with that bag just last week and today is Marcus’ birthday.

Tonight at Beveridge Place, we’ll drink with beers from Schooner Exact, his craft brewery and celebrate.