or, for birth certification purposes, "The El Grande Dumbino".
Up in Bangor, Maine resides a fellow. And this fellow bought an 18" Surly Big Dummy back when they came out, and he had eyes to build it up and tackle all of his -and his families- errandy needs. But then the winter had other plans, and it was harsh... very harsh. Adding to that harshness, he also had eyes to buy and build up a custom touring bike for a big Spring-timey tour of New England. And so the Big Dummy lay dormant like, well... a dormant Big Dummy. And then he read about a guy, and that guy's family, getting eyes to procure a Big Dummy as a His/Her do-it-all kinda machine. So he put cyber-ink to cyber-paper and contacted this guy, and offered him the new-in- [rather big] box Surly Big Dummy for a very nice price because [as he put it], "I haven't done a thing with it yet, I know you will, and you seem like a nice fella on a bike".
Adoption papers were arranged... and if I had Madonna or Brad & Angelina bread, I would have flown to Maine to have a Photo-Op with the guy, his family and the Big Dummy, but I don't. So, freight was arranged too. And today we went to Fed-Ex and picked up our new baby... BIG, baby.
On the way back home, with a casket-sized box sticking out the end of our car [some serious irony right there], and worrying about when the box would shoot out and onto the highway---or someone would plow into it at a red light, not stopping soon enough behind us [and making it into a short-tailed Small Dummy]---Amy & Chloe were think-tanking names. And by the time we pulled into the driveway it was a done deal...
The "El Grande Dumbino" [or for the sake of time & ease: "El Dumbino"] was born.
Now, some parts + a build: and we'll be off and running.
Keep Ridin'... Always