Lines:
Sometimes I lose it.
I blow the line.
It was going to be perfect,
and would have provided,
transition
from one, to another.
But I missed a detail, and then exploded.
Awkward dancing.
through failure and resolution. Regroup.
Get back to where I want to be.
Try again.
January 29th, 2009 at 3:54 pm
As long as it is free how can you turn it down.
January 29th, 2009 at 5:14 pm
always ride the fastest line to the transition and then as dd said… do a turn down
January 29th, 2009 at 6:47 pm
I’m going to go off topic here for a PSA…
I have to go on record and officially declare that this bike is not my “uglyyeti”:
cgi.ebay.com/YETI-ARC-CHRIS-KING-RINGLE-XTR-KOOKA-SALSA-SRAM-TIME
If the winner of this auction wants to go by “ugliestyeti”, they have certainly bought that right. With the through-the-roof shipping cost, I think the seller is throwing in the plaid couch too. My Yeti doesn’t hold a candle to that degree of ugly.
January 29th, 2009 at 8:39 pm
That, is an ugly yeti.
January 30th, 2009 at 12:29 pm
I dunno, I think I’ve seen uglier…
And great poem, gnome.
January 30th, 2009 at 1:06 pm
that is someone who worked in a shop, then got a fucking sweet telemarketing job in 1999. you know it. they had the Shag bell helmet, the tennis ball sidi’s, and used to wear their team Z jersey while checking in tune-ups. now he’s trying to flip houses and sell Amway vitamins to afford his gym membership. I’d say he should save some dough by keeping his fucking bike, buying crocs at the dollar store, and ditching guy’s night.
January 30th, 2009 at 2:30 pm
Snake Hawk – That was me checking in tuneups in my Mapei-Clas cap and Airwalk bowling shoes (another guy at the shop had the tennis balls.) I had a bike covered with 3DViolet bling – even the crappy Sun M14A rims that couldn’t hold a bead on the seat. First-batch Ringle seatpost broke off in my ass – shiny purple and scary light and I have a 26.8mm round scar to show for it – a true fashion victim. Kind of shit that inclines a guy to custom order a Yeti in solid orange. 15 years later, the 3DV stuff is dealt, broken, or stripped bare with oven cleaner but the ugly Yeti still rolls proud.
January 30th, 2009 at 2:52 pm
back when a barbed-wire partial armband tattoo used to be as bad ass as some purple control-stix. word up. know that the dude at the shop that rocked tennis balls is now wearing them in a hot dog suit on the tennis courts of “whispering willow springs crossing terrace” apartment complex, trying to give away a free month’s rent with a lease.
January 30th, 2009 at 5:13 pm
The tennis ball airwalks actually sold for a few large to some eBay collector. Probably the same Eurosapien that paid me $385 for a 1-1/4″ Manitou 3 with Englund cartridges. Guess it’s hard to find good 50mm travel forks on the continent these days.