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In no particular order of relevance, date or importance. I just have to do something with all this shit.
This woman is a pro:
In what may be the most extreme drunk driving case ever, an Oregon woman was arrested last month with a .72 blood alcohol level–nine times the state’s legal limit. Terri Comer, 42, was arrested after she was discovered unconscious in her car, which sheriff’s deputies found running and in a snow bank on a highway in Klamath County at 11:30 AM on December 28. After breaking a car window, rescuers removed the comatose Comer from her Toyota and transported her to a local hospital, where a blood draw revealed the .72 BAC. Check it: thesmokinggun.com
Ball(s):
Fashion photographer Markus Klinko has filed a $100 million defamation lawsuit against a romantic rival who allegedly called him “a lunatic” who’s “on the brinko.” In papers filed in Manhattan Supreme Court, Klinko says he suffered “public ridicule, contempt, scorn [and] disgrace” from the comments Rock & Republic CEO Michael Ball gave to fashion-trade magazine DNR, which also included the statement “If you see this guy’s rap sheet, he’s a scary guy.”
Klinko’s lawyer, Anthony LoPresti, told The Post’s Dareh Gregorian that his client was not “on the brinko” and had no rap sheet. “The irony is that Mr. Ball does have a long criminal past, and it’s Mr. Ball who’s been sent to court-ordered psychiatric treatment,” he said.
The suit is the lensman’s second against the jeans honcho. In the earlier action, Klinko charged that the self-proclaimed “Super Jefe” backed out of a business deal and tried to extort him with X-rated pictures after learning that Klinko was dating his stunning ex-girlfriend, model/actress Fernanda Romero. Check it: nypost.com. And more here: stateoftheart.popphoto.com
Giving it right back to ’em, one photo at a time:
In New York, the bike lane gets no respect. I can’t count the number of cars, trucks, taxis, vans, and buses on my two hands when I pedal down Brooklyn’s Bedford Avenue, and it’s not because I’m gripping the handlebars.
A fellow NYC cyclist started MyBikeLane.com, where one can post a picture of the violating vehicle, along with a clear image of the license plate. Check it: nyc.mybikelane.com
It seems this poetry thing is catching on. In paperback, no less:
Dancing on the Pedals: The Found Poetry Of Phil Liggett, The Voice Of Cycling. Check it: amazon.com
What am I doing here? What are you doing here?
A Polish man got the shock of his life when he visited a brothel and spotted his wife among the establishment’s employees. Check it: news.yahoo.com
And here I thought those dumbass kids just had too much time on their hands. Now I know their just fucking crazy. Dude, it’s called “pussy”. Try it. Seriously.
For decades in Japan, dekochari (deko means “decoration” and chari means “bicycle”) have been the ride of choice for hardcore dekotora fans that are too young to drive. Modeled after Japan’s celebrated art trucks, dekochari typically feature large front bumpers, ornate luggage racks, rear-mounted boxes that resemble truck trailers, colorful paint jobs, lots of chrome, and sophisticated electric light displays. Check it: pinktentacle.com
Street Justice in China:
The tale of this incident begins with a fantastic understatement: “Every so often, a traffic accident gets blown out of proportion in China.” In America, we say things get “blown out of proportion” when a parking lot fender bender turns into a screaming match. In this case, “blown out of proportion” means something that would bring out tear gas and riot gear in the States. Check it: autoblog.com
And finally:
This website has been set up to be the definitive online resource for all things Whisk(e)y. Check it: whiskipedia.org
You had me at “hello”.
A couple of vids:
[safety bike] youtube.com
[what is cross?] ctodd.tv
[eugene nails hampshire] youtube.com
[bye bye bike] funny.nonk.info
Shit i don’t need but will probably end up with anyway:
[tortured philly fan t-shirts] drunkenbleachers.com
[the big shocker] bigshocker.com
I wonder what the Gnome is doing right now?
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…”a Polish man got the shock of his life when he visited a brothel & spotted his wife among the establishments employees.”…
…so, lemme guess… being Polish, he hired her because he didn’t want to be unfaithful & he knew his money was going to a good family ???…
…just as i thought…
“on the brinko.”
WTF is brinko ??
OK, OK. I understand what the man is saying, but I say that no man should talk that way unless he’s talking to a 5 year old or consumed 18 beers. And even then he should be shunned.
Brinko ??
Damn.
What is cross? What I saw there was a bunch rich kids who didn’t like themselves very much.
If I took a picture of every vehicle I saw parked in a bike line while I ride my bike, I would never get to deliver any packages, although the city of NYC could make several million dollars in fines…
Ooops, nevermind, if people took pictures of me everytime I rode my bike I’d have to pay millions of dollars in fines…
Big Jonny, et al–
That Safety Bike is wicked fucking cool.
Mikey
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