Insomnia just don’t stop. It’s true. I don’t get out much. I get this angst that I’m never going to find all the good nuggets in the tubes like Bret Michaels getting donkey punched (so to speek) at some award show:
Perhaps that was old news but like I said, I don’t get out much. And I realize that there are days when there will not be any soul, but in time that will ebb too. Everything does. Regardless, Brett’s on stage debacle made for a sublime moment of humor. Humor often being the expense of another’s demise.
The brutal reality is that I’ll never be able to use Sheldon Brown’s 1960 Schwinn Paramount Fixie unless surgical leg lengthening becomes affordable. Still, the chance to bid on it at Ebay is tempting. Although, I’m a little astonished to see such a viable relic of cycling history being let go. All I can say to that is if Nat Ross is in the hall, then Sheldon’s Fixie should be too. Just say’n.
Not that there’s anything bad about Nat. That’s not what I’m suggesting but rather, I’m indicating how good Sheldon was. There’s no doubt that Nat has been quite effective at making something of himself in this generally impoverished world of bicycles and vague connivery of sorts, and suspects, and gold lamê. And again, that’s not to suggest that Gary is anything more than a success, but still, Sheldon. Represent.
Aside from size discrepancies and the variable levels of success that have come through daft navigation, and timing and of variables, we all ride the streets from time to time. Perhaps we can all learn a bit about riding in traffic even if the cold and somewhat spooky sounding narration compels me to want to hide under the bed feeling special:
The MBAA made it up the hill this past weekend, and put on their usual effort with typical success. Yes, they do good things even if they are a bit unaware. Perhaps I should have attended as I am indeed an advocate of the competitive set, but I refrained and chose no affiliation with any bike related activity.. Someday, perhaps I’ll find interest in towing a line, but not now, or not in that format anyway. I’m too poor and free racing is free. Instead of pissing money away on self-critique and measure against others in simulated worldly value on a bicycle, it was spent driving up to Lee’s Ferry for some absolutely simple and incredibly peaceful paddling.
The only regret being an 18 pack as opposed to a 30 pack, it was a fine time and clearly the better choice. Of course, I’m certainly happy the MBAA saw no problems with their event nor any implications pointed towards here while I was gone. Apparently the protest was a novel farce as I suspected.
Since it really is about riding, today has got to be a day for it just as every other day has been. True, I’ve been complacent in that regard… or perhaps “working” quite hard on things is how I should say it.. A few weeks prior to Flakeman’s wedding, I was able to spin off a simple site for his design endeavors. It is called seventysicks.com and it contains many elements of his radness.. But today will be a day of riding nonetheless while there are more projects that lay just on the horizon… in time.
shortLinkdump:
I had suspected the puffy face. Turn’s out Kohl is a dirty rat: cyclingnews.com
Hinault. It’s pleasing to see others speak their opinion too: velonews.com
Fisher hits the road. 29er technology now available for your road bike. It’s about time: velonews.com
Joe’s slant on break-away frame design which is one of the most simplified and beautiful executions I’ve seen of that idea: Sendero Cycles
Garro know’s what the point it. There are Orchids in Flagstaff: Coconino Cycles
make it a great day.
June 17th, 2009 at 11:26 am
Aside from the fact that the guy is a assclown, the video is pretty much shitty. If you get hit 8x in 3yrs, of course some of them are your fault. Looking at his video, most of the b.s. stunts he does are the direct cause of him getting nailed. It is a good “not how-to ride a bike” video but should be titled “how to be an assclown and piss off cars” Just my .02$. I have been riding 20+ yrs, raced a ton all over the u.s.a. did plenty of city riding in phx, detroit, denver, etc…I have managed only 1 major pile up, and it was because i tried to squeeze inbetween a car and the curb and he turned right and didnt see me. big J got nailed by an idiot, as have some of the biker down victims, but commuting, jeez, leave 10 minutes earlier map out the quiet neighborhoods.
June 17th, 2009 at 1:42 pm
Check out Flakeman’s work history 1997-1999 at seventysicks.com: Domenic’s Cycling Imports. DCI, son! Those were the days…