July 17, 2008, 1:56 PM MST.Finished tensioning a wheel, mopped the sweat from my brow (it's ~100* in the shop), walked inside and grabbed a quart o' chilled liquid refreshment, then plopped down here (at the computer, in the air conditioned house) for 5 minutes of respite.And where, you must be wondering, did I point the browser?Where else?It's a sickness I tell ya. Happens mid-July every year.It starts with a glance at the Idita sites, followed by a quick cruise through a photo folder or two. Harmless stuff, really.But, mark my words, by this time next week I'll be relacing my fatty fat fat…