I felt that I should put together some of the shit that has been rolling around in the ol grape, it being a monday n all. There’s really no good reason to live the blog life unless you just make shit up. Gramps was a preacherman too. Then he died. Too.
This is what I bailed out on so I could spend the weekend balls deep in code, helping some friends represent on the fucking interwebz. Looks like I missed another good time. It had to be done. The interwebz waits for noones.
There are 12 days left until the 24hop, and that shit is sold out.
Since we’re talk’n about bikes, after the goddamn Swizzle, I got all stoked watching everyone else with their aneurysms on the climbs, so I stole a few hours from Saturday, and built up a single speed from all the crap in the basement. My bro’s are so going to give me shit of course, but one more Dambala happened anyway. Fucking things breed like rats around here. Many thanks to Bryce Wright for the necessary shop time to pull it together. Many thanks to VooDoo for the sweet sponsorship. They think I’m so awesome, now I’ve got two brah.
Compton and Niis nabbed thirds at the Cross Worlds and Velonews was all over that shit. It was one more nail in Page’s coffin since they were at it. And this is impressive:
Jeremy Powers turned in the top U.S. performance finishing 35th at 2:54. Matt Shriver and fellow first-time worlds competitor Brian Matter finished 44th and 49th, at 4:44 and 5:19 respectively.
full read over at velonews
top american 35th? Dose the reality; any better than that, is like the Cards winning the Bowl ain’t it? Not hack’n, dude’s are fast. Euro’s are faster. It’s the SUV cofactor I think. Personally trippy is that Matter snagged top 50. Nice work Matter. Goddamn son. It was only like, years ago, we were tooling out on the weekly rides in Tucson. I was pretty cool then. I should make a comeback.
That reminds me.
Rule #2 – Never put too much trust in friends.
Be wary of friends. They will betray you more quickly, for they are easily aroused to envy. They become spoiled and tyrannical. You have more to fear from friends, than from enemies. If you have no enemies, find a way to make them.
Friend bad. Enemy good. OK.
How bout that Obama? dunno. duncare. Goddamn articulater. You need to know who is in the cabinet. Jethro Bodine knows.
Bike Fag can not be defined with mere words. You know one when you see one.
I recommend reading afterarmageddon7’s conspiracy theory on Blogo.
…But they missed the back story. You’ve got to figure Team Obama was thoroughly acquainted with said Guv’s distinctive style well before November 4th. They’re all cogs in the same machine, and they must’ve known he was under investigation (if not wiretapped) by the FBI and pit bull prosecutor Patrick Fitzgerald….
Yea, that shit goes deep like Faith Daniels. Just another reminder. The plane is crashing. Full of sinners. Bury your food. Grab the guns. Prepare for impact.
Yesterday afternoon, I made it over to Pay n Take to wipe shit down. They’ve been remodeling the bar all week, and it’s been closed for that time. People have been so distraught (self included) over the temporary loss, that they even left an anonymous “get well soon” card taped to the outside wall. Last night, the handful of us that attended the final cleanup hung and watched the game. Yes. It was good even with the Cards involved.
Then John Running came in with one of his beauties in sweats. He was up to his usual pranks, and that reminded me that unfortunately, the local flagstaff pussy series has ended since he locked up his porn site. I’m sad. The local talent he was shooting was a top notch addition to the site, and I was happy to front it. Fortunately, there’s a bit more local lady over at his journal, but that’ll probably be it for what DC posts until I talk to him. The cool thing about the whole deal is that John is like 70 years old, gray and crotchety, and he spends his days photog’n the hot local talent. I think it’s safe to say that The Old Man Weighs a Ton. He’s on the list of suspected Snake Hawk Daddy’s.
My nightmare has been adapted in technicolor:
Borrowed from Cycle Jerk.
Happy week fellow cyclists.
February 2nd, 2009 at 6:37 pm
Yo Gnomie! Glad you are still diggin the Dambala! You should give a call sometime and come check out our new shop. We just got a bender and will start making custom racks and handlebars now as well as all the VooDoo and Sendero bike shit.
Holla!