As the bottle turns…

New one from Das Gnome over at

It’s already been about a week since Bussmann left the shop. Then Randy put in his notice a few weeks ago. I believe his last day is in a week, but nobody has seen him in the last two and all of his shit is moved out.

With that, the shop has turned a page and it brings light the simple fact that although this is a place of meager financial shelter and easy work, at the drop of a cion for any reason, nobody has any regrets to leave it. It’s not a home, but just a point within the transition to & fro. And it’s all family like until it matters.

With all the enthusiasm he’s showing lately for geared riding over singlespeeding, he should be calling that site

Or, whatever. At least he’s riding something. Me? I can’t even say I’m riding the pine. My sofa is leather, kid.

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

3 thoughts on “As the bottle turns…

  1. d00dz-

    I hope you all y’all enjoyed your Bike to Work Day 2008. I work at home, so I decided to ride in support of the wife unit. We rolled out at 6:15 a.m., numerous hours earlier than what I would normally consider ride o’clock. It was cold. Commute traffic was light and props to Cascade and MS for numerous stations set up, handing out food, beverages and low-grade schwag. Why did I bother to eat breakfast and fill a bottle? Habit. We nearly hit a rabbit and a goose. I was back in the office by 8:00 a.m. with a 25-mile ride under my belt. Awoo.