hell, it's Monday. The weekends never seem to last long enough
now do they... I'm not so much asking as telling.
I look forward to typing a whole lotta code this week. And maybe
even riding to work a few times. You gotta take it where you can
get it I suppose.
And I'm all about the taking.
No good stories after this past weekend. No grand adverntures
to share. Not much of anything.
And sometimes that's ok.
[oh shit] crooksandliars.com/2007/04/28/sen-durbin-drops-bombshell
[basso is tanked] velonews.com
[more basso] sports.espn.go.com
[building cam, so hot right now] cbawebcam.cba.nau.edu
[corey the courier] nytimes.com
[video too...] video.on.nytimes.com
Subject: happy mondays
Congrats on riding to work. Here in PA it's finally warm enough in the
mornings for me to ride to work (I teach 8th grade). You haven't lived
until you've walked past an entire middle school track team while you
are wearing lycra. Oh, the laughter and screaming.....
Here's a topic I been thinking about- songs to crash your bike to. My
suggestion actually occurred- riding to work in the fog and dark. I
take a turn (which I've gone around a 100 times) too close and smack
into a stop sign and end up on the road at 6 am. I have a cool black
eye. I tell my students that I was in a bar fight. The song playing
on my ipod when I crash (I shit you not) is "waiting to derail" by whiskeytown
(which my bianchi axis did). again, weird.
build up that mileage base.
You now own the song rights for self inflicted black eye via stop sign.
Hands down. You own it.
Subject: boonen's bike
word has it that Boonen won't ride a Roubiax
I have heard about that. He's on an aluminum model 'cause good luck
making a carbon bike with custon geometey on short notice. Can't really
weld that stuff, now can you?
Di Luca (Liquigas) made up for some recent near misses by winning the
prestigious Liège-Bastogne-Liège one-day classic held
over 262km Sunday." Source: Velonews.com
Hot damn, I can't wait to watch that one later today while I eat bbq'd
pork and sip the last of my Yuenglings.
Pretty much just because I can.
[these guys ride] upsideout.blogspot.com/azt-flagstaff-to-feenix
[landis to file bankruptcy?] bloomberg.com
[baby got back] youtube.com
[no surprise] velonews.com
Friday, everyone. A good end to the work week. At least
for those of use who are working. I personally look forward to
accomplishing a sum total of dick over the next two days. Think
of it as a goal.
What's new in the DC world? My man 40 Hands came through with
a case of Yuengling
tonight. The going rate for a case of lager on ice in Flagstaff, Arizona
is a six pack of Drunkcyclist socks. At least for today, anyway.
came, he saw, he conquered. I took a photo of the first six on
ice. Man, that's good living. I think I drank ten of 'em
in a straight shot. Or it sure seemed that way at the time.
What is it about Yuengling anyway? Absence makes the heart grow
fonder I suppose. When I first came out to Arizona in 1990, there
were a lot of things I had to do without. And then, one by one,
some items were available out here west of the Mississippi.
Things like Snapple,
Pork Roll, Tastykakes,
you can find 'em all here in Arizona now.
Yuengling? Not so much. Unless you're looking in my fridge.
[pittsburgh off road cyclists] porcmtbclub.orgl
[bike deaths raise concern] missoulian.com
[ok coach] youtube.com
[way usa] youtube.com
[lance laying it down] youtube.com
[it's on] missoulian.com
Subject: Back in the Saddle
Jonny, Glad to hear that you are back on the bike. Haul that kid around
in the trailer and you'll be back in shape in no time... "pear" is a
shape, right? ha ha ha
Right now, Pear is the shape.
brother could get used to this "ride a bike" thing.
Of course, having to take a one year old to day care kinda puts a crimp
in the whole ride-around-and-drink-coffee-on-your-fixie thing.
I gots responsibilities up in here.
[ridin' dirty] tpmmuckraker.com
[basso basso basso] velonews.com
[andrea mitchell] talkingpointsmemo.com013860.php
[bisbee cometh] velonews.com
[rebelling takes fleche wallonne] velonews.com
[we've always been at war with eurasia...] electioncentral.tpmcafe.com
Subject: Suck it up bitch.
Take out a picture of your Child and stare at it. Feel that? That is
your purpose here. Fuck everything else.
Yeah. I hear ya. Believe me I hear ya.
funny thing about having a website like mine is all all the stuff you
hear that isn't really for the web. Sometimes I have to play my
cards close to my chest. It's only right.
What major US cycling magazine's publisher emailed me about two employees
he had to fire? Which Arizona rep for a major bicycle company
called me to say he's having a son? What ten year friend of mine
has a meth problem? Who just got three years for selling heroin?
Who owed people money, and when he didn't pay, who where the guys who
sold anything of his worth a dollar at a yard sale and left town?
Who got his condo foreclosed and it living on the east side in the back
of a workshop? What girl that I used to work with is stripping
now? Which cyclists do drugs?
Shit. I don't know anything. Don't ask me.
I'll tell you what I do know: I rode my bike to work for the first
time since July of last year. And it was a near religious experience.
Religious for me anyway. I turned 37 last wednesday. My
mother turns 61 this coming Thursday. And I didn't send her a
And so it goes.
The older I get, the less life makes sense. We got a president
in office who is so god damn dirty I can't find the words. I was
born in 1970, so my only knowledge of the Nixon Administration is what
I've read about it. Same with Vietnam. I read about it.
But now I'm living the sequel.
My father was in the military, and his father before him. Me?
I'm tying with sunglasses on and it's still light outside. I ain't
worth a shit.
Bush, Rove, Cheney, Gonzales, Rumsfeld... Dear Lord God in Heaven,
Dear Sweet Christ on the Cross, what did we ever do to deserve this?
Things are going to get a whole lot worse before they get better.
[rove under investigation...] tpmmuckraker.com
[...by some dumbass] tpmmuckraker.com
[he really cares] electioncentral.tpmcafe.com
[landis is a liar?] cyclingnews.com
[boom biddy bye bye Basso] cyclingnews.com
Mondays. Pills'n thrills and belly aches...
I gotta keep this 50% positive like a I was running a Russian radio
station. Upbeat, you know. Inspirational. Motivational.
Dig deep. Make 'em think.
Whatever. Flip the script and straight to the link dump:
["organ" means "dick"] electioncentral.tpmcafe.com
[boots on the ground] electioncentral.tpmcafe.com/_our_vietnam
[why terrorists hate us] yesbutnobutyes.com
(best in show, fourth down)
[dude is a fucking gunslinger] collegehumor.com
[dinosaur jr.] youtube.com
Subject: biker down
The story is bad enough, but read the Reader Comments on the article.
MAN people are stupid. This is what I have to put up with on the
roads around my house every day.
That kid ended up in the hospital and this is what people write? You
gotta be fucking kidding me.
Subject: tape tube
good to see you got a 9er rolling. So much fun.
Did you get the "tape something to your top tube idea" from this?
Nah, those cats Oscar & So
Pro Jones got it from me.
out the latest DC interview with Chris
And then put this one on your calendars.
Ride of Silence plans fifth annual memorial
The Ride of Silence, a grass-roots, global network of group rides
held simultaneously and in complete silence in honor of cyclists injured
or killed by motorists, has announced the date and time for the 2007
edition. Spokesperson Mark Hagar says that "the 2007 Ride of Silence
will start globally on Wed. May 16th, at 7:00 PM. Rides in the southern
hemisphere will take place on Sat. May 19th at 10 AM, for rider safety,
and greater visibility to the public and media."
The Ride of Silence memorial was started after endurance cyclist Larry
Schwartz was struck and killed by a passing bus while cycling outside
of Dallas in 2003. His good friend & coach Chris Phelan organized a
memorial ride in Dallas on May 18th, titled the Ride of Silence, a slow
paced silent 12 mile ride to honor/remember his friend. In just a 10
day period, via email and word of mouth, over 1,000 cyclists attended.
Chris thought he had closure. Word spread and in 2004, Rides of Silence
took place on May 18th at 7:00 PM in 50 cities in the U.S. and Canada
spreading to over 250 cities worldwide in 2006.
There are no fees to attend Rides of Silence. For more information,
visit the Ride of Silence Web site at rideofsilence.org/locations-international.php.
You can see what we're doing here in Flagstaff below:
Distance: 3 - 4 miles (one large hill)
Notes: Meet at Flagstaff Medical Center @ 5:30 pm.
Ride will leave at 6:00 pm with return to FMC by 7:00 pm. (sunset
is @ 7:22 pm) Parking available at FMC for those who need to drive
to the event. Group will ride up Cedar Hill on Forest Avenue to the
new Bike/Pedestrian Bridge. Ride will then go over the bridge and
into Buffalo Park where we will pause and re-group. We will also go
to the Matt Kelly Memorial on Cedar Avenue, but the location is on
the roadway and we cannot stop the group there. For those who would
like to pay their respects, please do not block the street. Black
armbands are suggested but not required. Helmets are required. Please
ride in silence.
[schumacher takes amstel] cyclingnews.com/photos
[more on amstel] velonews.com/race
[fuck karl rove] huffingtonpost.com/karl-rove
[nixon lives] talkingpointsmemo.com/archives/013773.php
[one man's old pueblo] asilvertouch.com
[gimmie gimmie gimmie] cgi.ebay.com
Subject: cool bike jewelry that benefits a good cause
Hope your recovery is going well.
DrunkCyclist.com is developing a big following back East here in Roanoke,
Va., the capital of the Blue Ridge, and a town that knows how to mix
bikes and beer.
I'm writing you with a pitch for a link to a site that offers a neat
little piece of cycling jewelry, and to tell you the story behind it.
The Spokelet was invented by my pal Jeff Van Leuven. It's a bracelet
fashioned from a spoke. Jeff is selling these on www.spokelet.com,
and if you check out that site, you'll notice that a portion of the
proceeds go to the Cycle For Life Foundation, which helps little kids
who have cancer, and their families.
Less than two months ago, Jeff's 6-year-old son, Jakob, died after a
long battle with neuroblastoma. Jakob was quite a kid, and he had known
for some time that his days were numbered. It was kind of like he was
helping Jeff, his dad, along to that realization.
Jakob designed his own funeral, a very unusual ceremony that was packed
with scores of cyclists who shed lots of tears. There was beer and wine,
and a spread of food, and along table full of Jakob's favorite toys,
books, videos, cycling stuff signed by Lance and other pros -- all the
things that meant a lot to him. The ceremony was secular, and emceed
by Jakob's uncle. Among other stories he told that day was the one of
Jakob, then 5, calling up his grandmother after she had been diagnosed
with cancer, and commiserating with her, giving her tips on how to deal
with chemo, her hair falling out, etc. I've never seen so many adults
crying in one place in my life. He was a special kid.
Anyway, that's the pitch. Check out the site, and see what you think.
That email sat in my inbox for weeks. Every time I read it, I just...
Man, that's a hard one. Six years old.
This is a bracelet I can believe in.
Subject: lil ride report or something like that...
I was perusing through some email this AM when I came upon this lil
treat. It's a ride report from a buddy who came along with us on a double
metric around Napa recently. When I read it I thought of you and your
site... I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing??? Anyway...
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
So I'm needn' to pinch a loaf. Hmmm. 47 goons in line waiting to piss
on the seat in front of me. Scary-ass, steaming, corn-filled curlie-cues
looking up at you saying emm, emm good! Sorry, even I can't handle that
kind of sickness. What, my bare ass getting THAT close to everyone else's
shit? Damn, even if some of it did come from bad-ass triatheletes, that
shit still ain't gonna' have no effect on my performance... unless you
call running for your life from the shitter some kind of "performance
improvement". So, I said: "fuck that shit" and went on, keeping my ass
Hmmm. Needing to shit soon. "Look, a good tree over there by the poison
oak" Ahh, I already learned that one. "Keep riding". Ok, so I finally
come up on Ro Sham Bo Winery and I hastily enter the grounds doing a
75 foot "stoppee" at the front doors. I enter the tasting room and the
Style Council is in complete force. I walk past this goon platoon looking
significantly dapper (helmet in place) and envision one of the patrons
with my 7lb curly-cue on his arrogant, wine sniffing, manicured little
head. I think: "Fuck you, as if you can tell the difference between
that shit and my shit" I find the bathroom. Ahh, time to shit! Yeah.
So here I find myself in this killer bathroom. with mirrors and stainless
steel walls and a "lou" -that is itself, stainless steel- and take a
dedicated seat. Suddenly, I notice, while in a private bathroom, I'm
NOT ALONE! Amazingly, I am greeted by Godzilla and Rodan battling in
the Tokyo Bay on a wall mounted television! Amazing! This joint- for
some reason (sick or otherwise) has movies playing in their bathrooms!
Needless to say, I took my time. Rodan got his ass kicked... ahh, so
did the lou.
So that's the story of the day from me. Yeah, there were other stories,
like the rider down on Green Valley needing an ambulance, the killer
section on western Colman Valley Road where a living skeleton danced
letting you know mistakes there would be fatal, getting passed by two
tandems on 116 and barking at them (they were scared), or passing 27
riders down main street in Guerneville... only to be passed by every
one of them up May's Canyon!
I only met one arrogant rider and for that, I'm pleased. All in all,
it was a good ride for me too. Only a slow leak on the rear from a previously
patched tube hampered me... if at all. I filled it again at Lake Sonoma.
The 2X Caffeine Goo kept me "on crack" when I was otherwise starting
to feel sluggish. I believe I passed more riders than passed me and
some of them I blew by so fast it stripped their jerseys off! One section
I was going so fast the asphalt was coming up behind me too and the
entire peleton trying to chase me down went down hard- bicycle wheels
were flying all across the roadway!
Yeah... I know I'm The Shit! See ya'll at the next one!
Distance: 122 miles
Average spd: 15.6mph
Top spd: 46.3mph
like another image laden post. So sue me. Those with slow internet
connections are going to fucking hate this shit.
I'm digging the pics. I wish I could do more. That's one of the reasons
I need to seriously look at the way this site is put together.
I mean, why the fuck am I still writing code?
Because I'm fucking stupid, that's why.
I spent most of my day in the garage fucking around with my bikes.
All of 'em need air in the tires as they've been just sitting
there for months. I switched some stuff around on a few of 'em
just 'cause I can. Then I got to the goods. I built up my
new Kona 29 single speed. I used most of the parts off my old 26 single
speed. Save, of course, things like the 26 inch wheels.
Instead I used some totally clapped out cross type (700c rims w/ 135
ass end) wheels Jackass left in my garage a year ago. Take a look
at the pics:
Can you tell that's a 22 inch frame? Shit don't look like a 29er
when I'm riding it.
I make big look good, kid.
I'm running a 34 x 18 because that's what I had. My old Race
Face cranks off the old bike won't clear the stays on this frame.
Yeah, I could probably run some stupid wide bb, but fuck that shit.
I put some XTs I got from Nic the Dick years ago 'cause I can't pass
up a set of 180s that ain't ruined yet. They were just laying
in a box waiting for something to happen. Weird setup on those,
4 bolt with a 34 tooth ring and a bash guard. I don't have many
4 bolt chainrings, and I've never run a 34 tooth ring. But it
sure looks like I'm running a 34 in the immediate future. The
only good thing I can say about the bash guard is it keeps my pant cuff
from getting munched up.
Otherwide, fuck it.
On the ass end I used a single 18 tooth cog I busted off an old cassette
and spaced out the freehub body with all the aluminum spacers I could
find laying about. In case you're wondering, it took ten spacers
to make it work.
My maiden voyage was to go pick up a twelve pack of Tecate down at
the local Circle K convenience store. Then I rode back and started popping
tops. Initial impressions of the 34 x 18 are very positive.
I'm about to get busy up in this mother fucker.
I ran platforms pedals because I didn't feel like changing shoes.
I'd rather change pedals tomorrow than shoes today. Call me crazy.
And, yo, why haven't I ever owned a pair of cycling shoes that are
as comfortable as a pair of tims
on platform pedals? I'm not asking for a rocket ship here people,
just some shoes that don't suck to wear.
What, I gotta go custom to be happy?
You'll notice Jackass's wheels (yo, my wheels, I'm keeping 'em bitch)
utilize the ever-popular STX RC hubs. Actually, the front hub is below
STX RC a few steps. I'd be happy with STX RC both fore and aft.
It'd be an improvement over the current front hub. Fucking thing
is a piece of shit.
But they're straight (sorta), they're smooth (kinda), they roll (right)
and I actually have them on hand.
And that's worth a lot in the end isn't it?
The best part is the duct tape. Reminds me of an old joke.
Question: How can you tell which bike belongs to the bike mechanic?
Answer: It's the one that's all fucked up.
I was ready to ride this puppy even with the old brake cables and housing
from the last bike. Sure, they don't work very well. And, sure,
I need to run some new cables and housing. But its a single speed
for christ's sake. How fast can I go? They're only breaks.
And I needed to ride my new girl before it got dark and shit.
Right here, right now.
So, instead of burning up a perfectly good zip tie to hold down the
cable housing I'm only going to replace tomorrow; I used a nice piece
of duct tape.
100% class act up in here.
One hundred percent easy.
[fuck that] tpmcafe.com/maureen_dowd_devotes_column_to_edwards_hair
[london slang] londonslang.com
[a moat] theonion.com
[protect yo neck] portland.craigslist.org
[basso who?] velonews.com
[flip the script] nytimes.com
[biker down] missoulian.com
Subject: Stone Mountain finish, Stage 6, TdG
Fast Freddie Rodriquez nips the sprinters pack at the line to take the
stage. They passed us at 35-40mph, so the shots are rough at best...
0651: here they come...
0652: ... and there they went. Shit, my timing sucks.
0655: Melissa wins on the GE Pedal Power stage. Nice form, girl.
One stage remaining, a circuit race around Hotlanta. Good times indeed.
Chris is living the dream. Lopo, however, is not.
Subject: Holy shit...literally
Dude. I came here to Missouri to hang with the Parents and wow....I
understood that this is the bible belt but man...shit is even more messed
up than it has been in the past. So...it all started when I was sitting
here at home. Going through some of my things and I look out to see
the trash truck. We have 2 trash cans...one for trash and one for recycling.
Well...the trash truck comes...and picks up both cans...and puts them
in the same truck. The trash truck. Come to find out my parents are
paying for recycling but recycling is just putting it in a green trash
can instead of a blue one. But it all goes to the same place...the dump.
Lame. So then I inquire to my brother on why it is like this. He gives
me a few answers...and then he is like well...check out this movie.
Its called Jesus Camp.(www.jesuscampthemovie.com)
It takes place here in Missouri. So I sit and watch this movie and it
turns out it is a documentary on the Christian movement here in the
midwest. And now I understand why people are voting for bush. So, if
anyone wants to have an idea on how F-d up the midwest is...and understand
a little more on why douche bags are getting into office. Watch this
movie. And then...as if it couldn't get any worse...I wanted to know
more. More of the crappy stuff that is happening here...so I turn on
one of the 14 freakin jesus channels on TV and listened to one of the
many radio stations......Listen to this...
They think Global warming is ok. Listen to this....this is what I heard
on one of the radio stations....
They are preaching that God gave us resources. We are supposed to use
these resources. And the faster we use these resources...the faster
we all die and go to heaven faster.
No shit. I am scared. I don't know about you all...but I am scared.
Even the NPR stations here don't play any real news...In the spots like
in Flag..where there is stories on global warming and stuff like this
is entered...they just slip on some classical music and call it good.
No one here knows and if you even mention global warming to any of these
people they seriously call you stupid. No shit. I even tried. They just
think it is a political topic and don't believe it actually exists.
Anyway...you all need to check out this documentary. It pretty much
explains it all. Some of the interviews take place in locations less
than a mile from my parents house.
Thanks for listening...and HELP!!! Get me outta here.....
only 3 more days.
Your gonna be just fine, homegirl. Keep your chin up. More Jesus
Madness here: vids.myspace.com
Subject: Pedals for progress
Yo jonny! So I'm feeling you with the non-bike riding thing. I flubbed
a good drop a few weeks ago and slammed my hip into the sandstone. Three
weeks later, I still have numbness in my skin, shooting pains in my
muscles and cramps. I'm going crazy up in here! Anyway, I'm writing
to see if you'll pimp a couple of causes for me.
First, I'm going to build some houses for Habitat for Humanity. Anyone
who can volunteer, even unskilled, just a few hours, whatever...feel
free to email me. It doesn't take much time and it makes a big difference
for some people who need a leg up.
Second, Pedals for Progress. These people get bikes to people in third
world countries who use them to make a living. A bike can be the difference
between some guy begging to feed his family, or being so successful
that he not only feeds his family, but contributes to the independence
of his community. Hit them up at www.p4p.org,
any little bit will help. Thanks for all the times you've posted me,
keep fighting the good fight!
You can reach Vance at the following email addy: email@example.com
Last one and I'm gonna call this one.
Subject: whoa, maybe it's not too late for straight-talk...?
Am I the only guy in this country who's fed up with what's happening?
Where the hell is our outrage? We should be screaming bloody murder.
We've got a gang of clueless bozos steering our ship of state right
over a cliff, we've got corporate gangsters stealing us blind, and we
can't even clean up after a hurricane much less build a hybrid car.
But instead of getting mad, everyone sits around and nods their heads
when the politicians say, "Stay the course."
Stay the course? You've got to be kidding. This is America,
not the damned Titanic. I'll give you a sound bite: Throw
the bums out!
You might think I'm getting senile, that I've gone off my rocker,
and maybe I have. But someone has to speak up. I hardly recognize this
country anymore. The President of the United States is given a free
pass to ignore the Constitution, tap our phones, and lead us to war
on a pack of lies. Congress responds to record deficits by passing a
huge tax cut for the wealthy (thanks, but I don't need it). The most
famous business leaders are not the innovators but the guys in handcuffs.
While we're fiddling in Iraq, the Middle East is burning and nobody
seems to know what to do. And the press is waving pom-poms instead of
asking hard questions. That's not the promise of America my parents
and yours traveled across the ocean for. I've had enough. How about
I'll go a step further. You can't call yourself a patriot if you're
not outraged. This is a fight I'm ready and willing to have.
My friends tell me to calm down. They say, "Lee, you're eighty-two years
old. Leave the rage to the young people." I'd love toas soon as
I can pry them away from their iPods for five seconds and get them to
pay attention. I'm going to speak up because it's my patriotic duty.
I think people will listen to me. They say I have a reputation as a
straight shooter. So I'll tell you how I see it, and it's not pretty,
but at least it's real. I'm hoping to strike a nerve in those young
folks who say they don't vote because they don't trust politicians to
represent their interests. Hey, America, wake up. These guys work for
Who Are These Guys, Anyway?
Why are we in this mess? How did we end up with this crowd in Washington?
Well, we voted for themor at least some of us did. But I'll tell
you what we didn't do. We didn't agree to suspend the Constitution.
We didn't agree to stop asking questions or demanding answers. Some
of us are sick and tired of people who call free speech treason. Where
I come from that's a dictatorship, not a democracy.
And don't tell me it's all the fault of right-wing Republicans or liberal
Democrats. That's an intellectually lazy argument, and it's part of
the reason we're in this stew. We're not just a nation of factions.
We're a people. We share common principles and ideals. And we
rise and fall together.
Where are the voices of leaders who can inspire us to action and make
us stand taller? What happened to the strong and resolute party of Lincoln?
What happened to the courageous, populist party of FDR and Truman? There
was a time in this country when the voices of great leaders lifted us
up and made us want to do better. Where have all the leaders gone?
The Test of a Leader
I've never been Commander in Chief, but I've been a CEO. I understand
a few things about leadership at the top. I've figured out nine pointsnot
ten (I don't want people accusing me of thinking I'm Moses). I call
them the "Nine Cs of Leadership." They're not fancy or complicated.
Just clear, obvious qualities that every true leader should have. We
should look at how the current administration stacks up. Like it or
not, this crew is going to be around until January 2009. Maybe we can
learn something before we go to the polls in 2008. Then let's be sure
we use the leadership test to screen the candidates who say they want
to run the country. It's up to us to choose wisely.
So, here's my C list:
A leader has to show CURIOSITY. He has to listen to people outside
of the "Yes, sir" crowd in his inner circle. He has to read voraciously,
because the world is a big, complicated place. George W. Bush brags
about never reading a newspaper. "I just scan the headlines," he says.
Am I hearing this right? He's the President of the United States and
he never reads a newspaper? Thomas Jefferson once said, "Were it left
to me to decide whether we should have a government without newspapers,
or newspapers without a government, I should not hesitate for a moment
to prefer the latter." Bush disagrees. As long as he gets his daily
hour in the gym, with Fox News piped through the sound system, he's
ready to go.
If a leader never steps outside his comfort zone to hear different ideas,
he grows stale. If he doesn't put his beliefs to the test, how does
he know he's right? The inability to listen is a form of arrogance.
It means either you think you already know it all, or you just don't
care. Before the 2006 election, George Bush made a big point of saying
he didn't listen to the polls. Yeah, that's what they all say when the
polls stink. But maybe he should have listened, because 70 percent
of the people were saying he was on the wrong track. It took a "thumping"
on election day to wake him up, but even then you got the feeling he
wasn't listening so much as he was calculating how to do a better job
of convincing everyone he was right.
A leader has to be CREATIVE, go out on a limb, be willing to
try something different. You know, think outside the box. George
Bush prides himself on never changing, even as the world around him
is spinning out of control. God forbid someone should accuse him of
flip-flopping. There's a disturbingly messianic fervor to his certainty.
Senator Joe Biden recalled a conversation he had with Bush a few months
after our troops marched into Baghdad. Joe was in the Oval Office outlining
his concerns to the Presidentthe explosive mix of Shiite and Sunni,
the disbanded Iraqi army, the problems securing the oil fields. "The
President was serene," Joe recalled. "He told me he was sure
that we were on the right course and that all would be well. 'Mr. President,'
I finally said, 'how can you be so sure when you don't yet know all
the facts?'" Bush then reached over and put a steadying hand on Joe's
shoulder. "My instincts," he said. "My instincts." Joe was flabbergasted.
He told Bush, "Mr. President, your instincts aren't good enough." Joe
Biden sure didn't think the matter was settled. And, as we all know
now, it wasn't.
Leadership is all about managing changewhether you're leading
a company or leading a country. Things change, and you get creative.
You adapt. Maybe Bush was absent the day they covered that at Harvard
A leader has to COMMUNICATE. I'm not talking about running off
at the mouth or spouting sound bites. I'm talking about facing reality
and telling the truth. Nobody in the current administration seems to
know how to talk straight anymore. Instead, they spend most of their
time trying to convince us that things are not really as bad as they
seem. I don't know if it's denial or dishonesty, but it can start to
drive you crazy after a while. Communication has to start with telling
the truth, even when it's painful. The war in Iraq has been, among other
things, a grand failure of communication. Bush is like the boy who didn't
cry wolf when the wolf was at the door. After years of being told that
all is well, even as the casualties and chaos mount, we've stopped listening
A leader has to be a person of CHARACTER. That means knowing
the difference between right and wrong and having the guts to do the
right thing. Abraham Lincoln once said, "If you want to test a man's
character, give him power." George Bush has a lot of power. What does
it say about his character? Bush has shown a willingness to take bold
action on the world stage because he has the power, but he shows
little regard for the grievous consequences. He has sent our troops
(not to mention hundreds of thousands of innocent Iraqi citizens) to
their deathsfor what? To build our oil reserves? To avenge his
daddy because Saddam Hussein once tried to have him killed? To show
his daddy he's tougher? The motivations behind the war in Iraq are questionable,
and the execution of the war has been a disaster. A man of character
does not ask a single soldier to die for a failed policy.
A leader must have COURAGE. I'm talking about balls. (That
even goes for female leaders.) Swagger isn't courage. Tough talk isn't
courage. George Bush comes from a blue-blooded Connecticut family, but
he likes to talk like a cowboy. You know, My gun is bigger than your
gun. Courage in the twenty-first century doesn't mean posturing
and bravado. Courage is a commitment to sit down at the negotiating
table and talk.
If you're a politician, courage means taking a position even when you
know it will cost you votes. Bush can't even make a public appearance
unless the audience has been handpicked and sanitized. He did a series
of so-called town hall meetings last year, in auditoriums packed with
his most devoted fans. The questions were all softballs.
To be a leader you've got to have CONVICTIONa fire in your
belly. You've got to have passion. You've got to really want to get
something done. How do you measure fire in the belly? Bush has set the
all-time record for number of vacation days taken by a U.S. Presidentfour
hundred and counting. He'd rather clear brush on his ranch than immerse
himself in the business of governing. He even told an interviewer that
the high point of his presidency so far was catching a seven-and-a-half-pound
perch in his hand-stocked lake.
It's no better on Capitol Hill. Congress was in session only ninety-seven
days in 2006. That's eleven days less than the record set in 1948, when
President Harry Truman coined the term do-nothing Congress. Most
people would expect to be fired if they worked so little and had nothing
to show for it. But Congress managed to find the time to vote itself
a raise. Now, that's not leadership.
A leader should have CHARISMA. I'm not talking about being flashy.
Charisma is the quality that makes people want to follow you. It's the
ability to inspire. People follow a leader because they trust
him. That's my definition of charisma. Maybe George Bush is a great
guy to hang out with at a barbecue or a ball game. But put him at a
global summit where the future of our planet is at stake, and he doesn't
look very presidential. Those frat-boy pranks and the kidding around
he enjoys so much don't go over that well with world leaders. Just ask
German Chancellor Angela Merkel, who received an unwelcome shoulder
massage from our President at a G-8 Summit. When he came up behind her
and started squeezing, I thought she was going to go right through the
A leader has to be COMPETENT. That seems obvious, doesn't it?
You've got to know what you're doing. More important than that, you've
got to surround yourself with people who know what they're doing.
Bush brags about being our first MBA President. Does that make him competent?
Well, let's see. Thanks to our first MBA President, we've got the largest
deficit in history, Social Security is on life support, and we've run
up a half-a-trillion-dollar price tag (so far) in Iraq. And that's just
for starters. A leader has to be a problem solver, and the biggest problems
we face as a nation seem to be on the back burner.
You can't be a leader if you don't have COMMON SENSE. I call
this Charlie Beacham's rule. When I was a young guy just starting out
in the car business, one of my first jobs was as Ford's zone manager
in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania. My boss was a guy named Charlie Beacham,
who was the East Coast regional manager. Charlie was a big Southerner,
with a warm drawl, a huge smile, and a core of steel. Charlie used to
tell me, "Remember, Lee, the only thing you've got going for you as
a human being is your ability to reason and your common sense. If you
don't know a dip of horseshit from a dip of vanilla ice cream, you'll
never make it." George Bush doesn't have common sense. He just has a
lot of sound bites. You knowMr.they'll welcome us as liberators
no child left behind heck of a job Brownie mission accomplished
Former President Bill Clinton once said, "I grew up in an alcoholic
home. I spent half my childhood trying to get into the reality-based
worldand I like it here."
I think our current President should visit the real world once in a
The Biggest C is Crisis
Leaders are made, not born. Leadership is forged in times of crisis.
It's easy to sit there with your feet up on the desk and talk theory.
Or send someone else's kids off to war when you've never seen a battlefield
yourself. It's another thing to lead when your world comes tumbling
On September 11, 2001, we needed a strong leader more than any other
time in our history. We needed a steady hand to guide us out of the
ashes. Where was George Bush? He was reading a story about a pet goat
to kids in Florida when he heard about the attacks. He kept sitting
there for twenty minutes with a baffled look on his face. It's all on
tape. You can see it for yourself. Then, instead of taking the quickest
route back to Washington and immediately going on the air to reassure
the panicked people of this country, he decided it wasn't safe to return
to the White House. He basically went into hiding for the dayand
he told Vice President Dick Cheney to stay put in his bunker. We were
all frozen in front of our TVs, scared out of our wits, waiting for
our leaders to tell us that we were going to be okay, and there was
nobody home. It took Bush a couple of days to get his bearings and devise
the right photo op at Ground Zero.
That was George Bush's moment of truth, and he was paralyzed. And what
did he do when he'd regained his composure? He led us down the road
to Iraqa road his own father had considered disastrous when he
was President. But Bush didn't listen to Daddy. He listened to a higher
father. He prides himself on being faith based, not reality based. If
that doesn't scare the crap out of you, I don't know what will.
A Hell of a Mess
So here's where we stand. We're immersed in a bloody war with no
plan for winning and no plan for leaving. We're running the biggest
deficit in the history of the country. We're losing the manufacturing
edge to Asia, while our once-great companies are getting slaughtered
by health care costs. Gas prices are skyrocketing, and nobody in power
has a coherent energy policy. Our schools are in trouble. Our borders
are like sieves. The middle class is being squeezed every which way.
These are times that cry out for leadership.
But when you look around, you've got to ask: "Where have all the
leaders gone?" Where are the curious, creative communicators? Where
are the people of character, courage, conviction, competence, and common
sense? I may be a sucker for alliteration, but I think you get the point.
Name me a leader who has a better idea for homeland security than making
us take off our shoes in airports and throw away our shampoo? We've
spent billions of dollars building a huge new bureaucracy, and all we
know how to do is react to things that have already happened.
Name me one leader who emerged from the crisis of Hurricane Katrina.
Congress has yet to spend a single day evaluating the response
to the hurricane, or demanding accountability for the decisions that
were made in the crucial hours after the storm. Everyone's hunkering
down, fingers crossed, hoping it doesn't happen again. Now, that's just
crazy. Storms happen. Deal with it. Make a plan. Figure out what you're
going to do the next time.
Name me an industry leader who is thinking creatively about how we can
restore our competitive edge in manufacturing. Who would have believed
that there could ever be a time when "the Big Three" referred to Japanese
car companies? How did this happenand more important, what are
we going to do about it?
Name me a government leader who can articulate a plan for paying down
the debt, or solving the energy crisis, or managing the health care
problem. The silence is deafening. But these are the crises that are
eating away at our country and milking the middle class dry.
I have news for the gang in Congress. We didn't elect you to sit on
your asses and do nothing and remain silent while our democracy is being
hijacked and our greatness is being replaced with mediocrity. What is
everybody so afraid of? That some bobblehead on Fox News will call them
a name? Give me a break. Why don't you guys show some spine for a change?
Hey, I'm not trying to be the voice of gloom and doom here. I'm
trying to light a fire. I'm speaking out because I have hope. I believe
in America. In my lifetime I've had the privilege of living through
some of America's greatest moments. I've also experienced some of our
worst crisesthe Great Depression, World War II, the Korean War,
the Kennedy assassination, the Vietnam War, the 1970s oil crisis, and
the struggles of recent years culminating with 9/11. If I've learned
one thing, it's this: You don't get anywhere by standing on the sidelines
waiting for somebody else to take action. Whether it's building a better
car or building a better future for our children, we all have a role
to play. That's the challenge I'm raising in this book. It's a call
to action for people who, like me, believe in America. It's not too
late, but it's getting pretty close. So let's shake off the horseshit
and go to work. Let's tell 'em all we've had enough.
Excerpted from Where Have All the Leaders Gone?. Copyright
© 2007 by Lee Iacocca. All rights reserved.
response to some of the emails regarding my posts the last few days
and bitching about porn: drunkcyclist is not shutting down any time
soon. If ever.
I mean, the the fuck else I got to do with myself?
There may be some changes in store in the future. Nothing to
be alarmed about or concerned with. I'll drop the pearls when
the time comes.
Just like I always do.
[debbie does malice] theagitator.com
[gonzo had a plan...] slate.com
[this is more like it] rudepundit.blogspot.com
[she's a pro] blog.oregonlive.com
[tour of georgia] biltmoremanagementllc.com/tdg2007
Today's race report from the Tour of Georgia:
Subject: brasstown bald stage
0631: Yes, that's Floyd. No, that's not a skinsuit.
0635: Getting their drink on. Team members from The Hub bike shop in
Athens, GA, sponsored by Terrapin Brewing. My man Loew (center) hooked
me up with a sixer. Thanks, brah...
0637: today's cake is the very lovely Elizabeth, sporting Bobke and
Floyd signatures in very special places.
0639: Levi on the jumbotron, just after passing Simoni and securing
the stage win.
0645: Me and Bobke.
In Stone Mountain for tomorrow's finish. Nappy time.
The rest of today's email:
Subject: A Must See!
OK. THIS GUY IS AWSOME!!! If you are an american PLEASE take 9 minutes
and watch this! This guy made my day! If your a democrat then click
delete now and then go ride your fixey.
I'm not down with that.
I thought invading Iraq was a mistake four years ago, and I still think
it was today. Iraq had nothing to do with 9/11. The Taliban and Al Qaeda
were the ones behind the 9/11 attacks.
The Taliban were in Afghanistan. Iraq is a distraction. It is a mistake.
We've still got troops in Afghanistan. And that place is a trainwreck.
We're in so deep in the shit it'll take 10 years and tens of billions
of dollars to get either one of those countries sorted out.
We sent our troops into hell. And they're really glad to be there:
Nothing is better as a result. There has been no improvement. We're
no safer. Bombs will still go off. Innocents will still die.
A kid named Seung-Hui Cho just shot up the Virginia
Polytechnic Institute. And next year someone will walk into
a Burger King, or a shopping mall, or a Post Office and just start shooting
for no damn reason. We'll have another Timothy McVee, another
Eric Rudolph, another Eric Harris, another Dylan Klebold.
Good thing I'm a democrat and I've got four fixies.
In other news...
Subject: Heat, Bitch
This is the Kind of Heat the Hawk brings to an "art" opening. Bologna
think I've looked at my last naked chick...
I cracked on this shit. I'm done with it. Fuck porn.
This shit is fucking over, man. Ladies, I still love ya.
But this is fucking done.
Ah shit, look at that, it's almost the weekend. And you know
what the weekend means - no work.
Yeah right. I'll be sitting in front of a computer for hours
working on four different projects.
Wish me luck.
Big DC link dump shout out to A-Bomb and his minions:
[penis power] fazed.net/video/?id=662
[how to be a douchebag] wikihow.com/Apply-Makeup-as-a-Man
[gimmie my shit] boston.com
[boogie wrapping it up] cyclingnews.com
[carpet chewing muppet] fathairybastard.blogspot.com
[i doubt mankind] liveleak.com
Subject: biker down
This "biker down" story hits close to home. Gordon was an acquaintance
of mine from high school. We hadn't spoken in quite some time. However,
I knew him well enough to understand how much of a loss this is. Gordon
was a really talented guy. He was such a good artist and he even owned
his own clothing company. He was the type of guy that was always interested
in what you had to say. And from what I've gathered, he loved to ride
his fixie. Anyway, I guess I just wanted to put in my two cents. I'm
glad that you posted the articles about this accident. I actually first
heard the bad news through your site. This kind of thing happens too
often. I'm glad that they put a ghost bike up in his memory. RIP.
Word. It's never easy
Subject: Cyclist down in Bend, Oregon
This hit the news here first thing this morning. My mum caught it and
was worried right off the bat thinking it was me on my way to work.
The highway was closed for nine hours because the cyclist was dragged
for over a mile creating a huge crime scene. They couldn't even identify
the gender for several hours because of so many pieces to deal with.
They are still looking for the driver of the vehicle, only severe front
end damage to go on for clues at this time. A horrific tragedy that
makes me rethink commuting.
Jesus fucking Christ... You know this one was really fucked up when
you read: "The investigation at the crash site - called "horrific" and
"horrendous" by officers and other witnesses - shut the busy business
thoroughfare for nine hours Tuesday morning."
A bike accident closed the road for nine hours.
Subject: Cannondale scooter stolen
Big Jonny, My one off factory painted Yamaha Zuma in the Liquigas livery
got stolen in Chapel Hill, NC off of my demo truck, along with a new
carbon rush team replica bike and some tools. I'm pretty bummed out
because the scooter was awesome. Check it out…
That is just plain mean. Theft sucks. If anyone has info, drop
me a line and I'll forward it to Eric.
Race news to follow.
Subject: Jeffy Louder a k.a. "Pockets" at the Tour
There was a time when I could drop Jeffy (with difficulty) on mountain
bike rides. So cool to watch him ride so well now.
Jeffy started to work with us at Guthrie Bicycles in Salt Lake as a
shy "aw shucks" kind of kid in his teens with a huge heart and a hidden
smart ass humor I enjoyed. He quickly got tagged with the nickname "Pockets"
for always going out on the sales floor wearing his shop apron and talking
to customers with both hands shoved into is apron pockets.
Jeff is quality DNA.
He kicked some ass at the Tour of Georgia yesterday.
I've met that cat all of once. I loaned him a pump or some shit on
a Wednesday group ride down in Tucson. He's hard as nails. I couldn't
hand him up a rain coat on a good day.
And I'm talking about a good day for me. It'd have to be a very
bad day for him.
But even then...
Subject: the TT pics
Chris here, checking in from the Tour de Georgia...
Levi takes the stage win today with the best time up Lookout Mtn, just
shy of 44 minutes. He put the beat down on euro's like Simoni, who tripped
the light around 52 minutes. Slacker. Met Levi's parents, very nice
people. On to the shit shots. (I'm still figgering out this damn digi
0618: Today's freak. Upskirt, anyone? Actually, this gal represents
on a unicycle (while juggling), so she's cool in my book.
0619: A drinker in the crowd, who'da thunk it?
0622: Big George recovers post ride.
We're in north GA tonight getting pumped for the Brasstown Bald climb,
a hors categorie road that ascends 4,600 feet.The fans line the road
like the Basques in the Alps. Good times ahead. The topography here
reminds me of the mountains in central Pennsylvania. Never knew GA had
this much to offer.
|Wednesday, April 18, 2007
|I need a break from this shit...
week we've had all kinds of fun shit going on in the world. First
up, a completely ridiculous shooting
over at Virginia Tech. Fucking kid went nuts
and shot 30-some people. Good looking out, idiot.
I'm sure that really helped. The only thing that stopped those
voices in your head was your own bullet.
Yeah, yeah, your life was pain and all that. Whatever.
You're life wasn't pain. You don't know what pain is.
Try having your back broken by a drunk driver and come talk to me.
Are you ready for the second good news story of the week? Hundreds
die in multiple car
bomb attacks today in Baghdad. This was the "worst day
of violence since a US security operation began."
Things over there are going to get a lot worse before they get better.
What does Cheney call it, the "stomach for the fight"?
All that fat fuck had was the stomach for five deferments.
Third in line: The ban on so called "partial-birth abortion"
signed into law by Bush in 203 was upheld in a 5-4 Supreme Court decision
today. The anti-abortion
crowd is fired up like all hell. They think this is the first
step to complete prohibiting abortion in this country. They might
Read Ginsburg's dissent,
which she read from the bench in what had been described as a "a
slow and solemn cadence" (source),
if you haven't already.
Call it the good news hat trick. I'm just waiting for the next
Brooks Brothers Riot
to jump off.
[harry reid] electioncentral.tpmcafe.com
[aim high] forumserver.twoplustwo.com
[video mashup] youtube.com
[yo, what?] sfgate.com
More race pics from the Tour of Georgia:
Subject: eye candy and a pose over the box jump
Whoa, Betty. Gives a whole new meaning to the word "United".
The stylee move by the DK/Maxxis rider is Zachary from Ridgeway,
Sprint finish, Stage 2, TdG, Rome, GA
1970 Paramount w/ Nuevo Record
Team Disco takes the sprint to the line in Chattanooga
God bless you, sir. God bless you.
Did you just see the finish times and gaps @ le (we are going with
the total French-Georgian connection here) tour de georgia? What
the hell is going on? Are the domestic teams such a bunch of pussies
so as to let this thing get away from them without putting up the
fight? Or did I miss something?
You missed something. I missed something. Everyone fucking missed something.
Read it over at cyclingnews.com: Breakaway
puts twenty-nine minutes (yes, twenty-nine) on peloton
days, I sent in my taxes. Take that, Uncle Sam. Now gimmie back my fucking
They say it is better to give than to receive. But they weren't
talking about taxes. They were talking about black eyes.
And so it goes.
[fat people?] sexualpositionsfree.com/doggiestyle.html
[biker down] news.bostonherald.com
First up in today's email, my man Chris is down at the Tour of Georgia.
From the sounds if of it over the phone, he's having a grand old time.
Subject: stage 1 pics
I'm your boots on the ground in Georgia. The riders had a windy,
cool day of racing, and Tinkhoff rider Daniele Contini took the
win in Macon today. Tyler finished with the peloton. Not sure about
Big George or Levi. Pics attached are of Contini taking the win
(from behind, oh well). Second shot must be the village idiot, or
Georgia's equivalent to France's Devil. There's one in every town,
eh? Gotta love our fellow freaks, right?
I promise to take better shots tomorrow. We're in Rome, and they
even have a Wal-Mart, but I bet it wasn't built in a day.
Good times all around the southeast these days.
Subject: What a fucking weekend.
This past weekend was nutz to death. I want to share some highlights.
Friday the 13th
- Wake up to a man-sized dog turd on the floor. Take my picture
- Get tattoos with Paul Naugle and Chris Lohan. 13's. Paul: Arm.
Me: Hand. Lohan: Elbow.
- Drink at bar.
- Go to my art opening. 350 people in attendance, Half the show
sold that nite.
- Hotties with "Whores'D'Ourvres", PBR keg, and a pile of fucking
tires on a piece of astroturf in the middle of the gallery. Killer
- Charlene was there. She's awesome to the max, taking great photos
of the event.
- Saw some shit rock at a bar. 4 sliced hands, new white shoes fucked,
donkey punches, Jager. balls out. boobs out. Friends are Killer.
- Went on a pickle mission in Yard Sale's fridge. Made french bread
pizzas. Destroyed each other's egos.
- good nite at maybe 4?
Saturday the 14th
- Charlene has disappeared mysteriously like a Saturday Morning
- Husky prowls the neighborhood with crossbow. Returns with a squirrel.
Arrow through the eye. finds fleas on it. aborts mission squirrel-kabob.
- Farmer's Market. $65 rack of "Lollipop of the Pig" Ribs.
- Husky, Jef, Paul go "4-wheeling" and return smelling suspiciously
pleasant. Like whores.
- Piggy Pops.
- "Oh, there's a dance party?" fuck.
- 3 of the Village People combine to form 1 Casey, who then takes
command of the dance floor, until the JoyBoys took command of him.
- Pork in the parking lot from the vending truck. I fucking love
- Something else.
- Nitey Nite around something or other.
Sunday the 15th
- Oh shit.
- Fucking shit.
- Tattoos on Lohan & Paul.
- Mother fucker.
- Company goes back to their respective towns.
- Hawk praises the fucking lord.
- Work is sooooooooo nice.
High Life & HotDogs,
get out of bed 'round about 7:30 this morning and immediately turn on
the computer to following cyclingnews
live coverage of Paris-Roubaix.
It looks like O'Grady is going to take this one. Damn. Who picked him?
Talk about long odds. Ten bucks on him this morning would have got you
a hundred tonight.
Now I just have to wait till 2:00 this afternoon to watch the taped
coverage in TV. And I won't even name the station that plays it in this
country. It used to be outdoor life. Now it rhymes with purses.
[everything is for the Giro] velonews.com
[totally badass] velonews.com
[dick pound] youtube.com
[oh god] newley.com
it's Friday the 13th. Complete horrorshow up in this piece. Or something.
I'll get my hockey mask out later and show these punks in my neighborhood
Son's a bitches got no respect.
It snowed yesterday and last night. It saved me the pain of not riding.
And it ought to keep the forest that little bit damper throughout the
summer. I like to think of it as fire abatement.
All you losers in cars, get your shit over to the right. And
Me? I'm a loser in a car.
[wtf? this is tomorrow night.] wmrc.org/ewire/?p=135
[oh shit] youtube.com
[oh shit] tinyentertainment.com
[railing it] koreus.com
[is this fun?] xmissy.nl
[r.i.p. vonnegut] nytimes.com
[he was right on] books.guardian.co.uk
In the Vonnegut piece about, I found the following quote by R. Z. Sheppard
from a, well, negative book review in Time magazine: "Having a novelist’s
free hand to write what you will does not mean you are entitled to a
Believe it or not, I haven’t read him.
Gimme a suggestion on which one I should read first and I’ll pick
it up this afternoon.
I can, and do, recommend the following:
Breakfast of Champions
They are all quite good.
Subject: Stoked, kid-style
Why am I stoked? My 5-year-old is graduating to a 20" 6-speed Giant
hand-me-down that used to be his big brother's. We got the Giant
powder coated so it wouldn't feel too used, and I just finished
putting the bike back together. Tomorrow, he'll be hard to pry off
it, not that it's ever easy.
His old 16" bike was dog-slow; he was spun out at about 8 mph, which
made our rides a little tedious. Now, he'll be able to cruise at
a decent pace, which means our range just jumped by about 50%. Heck,
on my 1x I might be the slowest of the three of us now, which would
be fine by me.
Yo, you guys have a good weekend riding. I'm stoked just hearing about
shit like that.
He's rolling on twenties.
Subject: marin sucks!
Fuck Marin! Having lived in the bay area for 8 years, coming there
from so-cal, I can honestly say there is no worse place for the
sport and or leisure activity of Mountain Biking. Last August I
got a little fed-up and went for a drive - oregon, washington, utah...I
hit a ton of spots and talked to a ton of bikers and nowhere is
there the sort of conflict that the bay area sees. I did however
have an interesting interaction with a couple in Bend Oregon, a
town riddled with kick-ass trails. The couple walks into the local
shop to inquire about the local trails. There was no "Hello" there
were no High-Fives for the locals, there was an aire of entitlement
and a hurriedness that piqued my social science curiosity - and
to avoid asking a similar line of questions as soon as they left
I listened in. What I heard was a series of clues ("we are looking
to minimize the technical on the uphill and maximize the technical
on the downhill" - yeah, arent we all!) that led me to asking the
couple a few questions of my own. Seeming a little taken aback by
the fact that a non-employee and complete stranger would want to
ask them questions about their vacation in the bike shop they hurried
through their socially awkward answers and told me they were pressed
for time and had to go. After asking the kid at the counter if I
had like a big piece of spinach in my teeth, lip-aids, or a boiling
puss-filled sore on my face that would cause them to react the way
they did I ran to the window to see where they were from. I bet
the kid a beer that they were from the Bay Area - and sure enough
"bay area ridge trail stickers, and a colma license plate frame
around their tahoe cali plates.
the rest of my trip I planned my escape from the bay! Even the dudes
in washington state which is wetter than prom-night and unrideable
even in fucking August are willing to point you in the right direction
and take you on a Thursday nite shop ride - IF YOU ARE COOL ABOUT
IT. When I got back to SF I hit the trails a few more times and
had a hard time even finding people to stop and chat with me, fuck
I couldn't even discern a smile from half of the dudes on the trails.
Not the case elsewhere. Perhaps the bay area cycling community should
take a look in the mirror to answer the question of why the rest
of the trail users there are so overly hostile. I've always tried
to live my life with an "I'm cool - you're cool - you're cool -
I'm cool" philosophy. The farther away from the pacific ocean you
get the more you find others who do too.
rubber side down.
Subject: Bitchin and not ridin
So you are getting fat (r). Just when were us big guys ever svelte
looking roadie dogs. There is a reason your name isn't Itsy Bitsy
Teeny Jonny and be glad of it. A few fat layers when you are healing
isn't going to kill you yet. Piss you off a bit for sure, but it
will get better.
I am riding the Whiskey 25 this year and I am scared shitless my
leg with it's titanium rods will pins will just lock up on me and
quit. Almost 2 years from my crash and I am laying it on the line.
I rode Shaw Butte on Friday, hurled my lungs out half way out of
my chest and rested on my handle bars. Friday I will try again.
Every ride I try to get a little better and bear the agony of unfitness
a bit longer. Every day I hang on for dear life in the group rides.
A year ago, I thought I would never ride like this again.
Rest Easy my friend, enjoy the time with your kid, you will never
get that time back. Make the most of those moments that matter and
do the PT and work the exercise the best you can. It will heal,
grasshopper. In the meantime it's OK to piss and moan, just don't
believe you won't ever do it again.
Vonnegut has died. First link I read regarding same: huffingtonpost.com.
What can you say? The man was monumentally influential on writers
in this country, if not just the country in general. And, of course,
he was influential on me. The man I am, the writer I try to be.
When I read him, a light bulb literally switched on above my head.
And from that day forward, life was different.
Thank you, Mr. Vonnegut. I owe you one.
[this one's for kevin] en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pegging
[oh my] correntewire.com/todays_episode
[tokyo fixed] youtube.com
[oh my] tpmmuckraker.com
Regarding that last one, I always knew Rove's fatback foulness would
get him in trouble. I wasn't sure how, I didn't know when. I just knew
it would catch up with him.
And I think it just has.
Tuesday up in this bitch. What can I say really? It's not
snowing and I'm not riding.
Full disclosure: I've ridden twice in the last two weekends.
One hour on a Saturday and a week later an hour on Sunday.
I brought the bars up so high on my cross bike they're almost even with
my seat. I've never had a set of drops so high in my entire life.
And I like it that way.
Two one hour rides... You have any idea what that is doing to my fucking
head? I'm going absolutely crazy over here. I missed the
Squealer last weekend, a "race" I've done for the last, oh,
I don't know, five years. Everyone I know if riding, getting fit, getting
in the miles.
Instead of riding, I get to sit here at this desk with my back hurting.
And my blood boiling. All I am is fat. And fat is all I am.
Of course, I was plenty fat before. So what the fuck am I talking
Nothing. I'm not talking about anything.
[penn & teller are retards] video.google.com
[way fucked up] wired.com
[king kelly] cyclingnews.com
[oh my] tourettesguy.com
Subject: gawddamnit again!?
If you ever find yourself riding around on the roads in Tempe (god
save you) please, for the love of whatever deity you believe in,
stay off Apache Blvd.! For the second time in a month I've been
tagged. This guy didn't even bother to stop ... I'm not even sure
he knew he had hit me. His mirror clipped by handlebar which re-directed
me into the curb and my body onto the sidewalk.
No biggie. I'm bruised and bloodied on three of my four limbs, but
no medical attention was required. Better yet, the bike's fine with
a few minor and one major ching. I should know better. There's a
shit-ton of construction going on for the "light rail" project and
people are looking everywhere but at the road.
Oh and to those half-a-dozen people waiting at the bus stop no less
than 10 feet away from the spill who were more concerned with acting
cool than even asking about my welfare or volunteering any info
about the car: "Go fuck yourselves!"
Yeah. That was a Cheney quote.
P.S. I spotted a buddy of your at the Phx Zoo last week. A real
triathlete-lookin' mofo sporting a DC armband. Didn't catch his
name, but it's always cool recognizing your followers. When are
we all gonna meet up in Sedona and drink the cool-aid awaiting the
arrival the comet that will take us to a better place with super-wide
bike lanes and mandatory death-penalties for cyclist-hitting drivers?
Yo kid, I'm just glad to hear you're ok. Keep the rubber side down
out there people. It's fucking scary.
And here's to electric kool-aid.
Subject: Re: lots of drinkin coming
Fuck me that weekend was hard. This idea of doing a 24 hour alley
cat was a bit much.
I've been trying to stay positive about the "fixed gear" faux messengers,
but this weekend was crazy. I think I might be getting too old for
this shit. I am all about people riding bikes but more and more
it seems that the new fixie crowd is turning people angry at all
For example this "race" had over 200 places to go or things to do
by bike and each stop was awarded a determined number of points.
So one of the things to do was flipping off hummers, which I'm cool
with, but some folks went a step further by walking on top of new
hummers with bike cleats at the dealer and take photos. There are
stories all over this city like that and people are pissed everywhere.
It seems so counter intuitive, I want less people in cars aiming
at me not more. Anyway, I threw on a cyclecomputer on the fixie
for the hell of it and in 24 hours I rode over 150 miles on a fixie.
Shit the pain is still in my legs and it's days later.
So the outcome of the weekend is - I'm selling the fixed gear, gonna
finish building the touring bike and hope to find enough fitness
in a couple months to start doing some real races again.
Oh and by the way I thought the April fools was great, don't sweat
all the overly uptight ass clowns that couldn't realize that it
was a joke.
Take care Hope to spin pedals with you again someday!
Yeah, I hear that. I've got four fixies at the moment. Nah, three.
I flipped the wheel on my cross bike. And it's gonna stay flipped for
a while. Off road fixed is cool and all, but so is being able to stand
And a brother like me likes to stand and stretch now and again.
takes the Ronde. I can't believe it. Just two days ago I was ready to
wager real money that he wouldn't win. Podium, maybe. Win, no. I guess
he showed me.
Riding is as riding does. Look how close
it was after 160 miles of racing. [update- fucking link fucking fixed.]
[its like that] talkingpointsmemo.com
[90% of rove's email...] correntewire.com/gwb43_com_for_dummies
[rove sucks] youtube.com
[top drawer hires] correntewire.com
Subject: Dawn 'til Dusk - Register Now!
Dawn 'til Duskers:
This is the last week to register for Dawn 'til Dusk. Although we
have placed a cap on registration, there is still plenty of room.
And even better, the weather is predicted to be 67 degrees and sunny!
With registration you get a free post-race meal of lasagna, salad,
garlic bread and beer, an event t-shirt, free camping at the staging
area, a schwag bag and a ticket for the raffle (over $1000 worth
of bike prodcuts).
Last year's racers said our High Desert Trail System was one of
the best trails in the southwest. Spread the word!!
We look forward to hosting you this weekend.
||From: Epic Rides
Subject: FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE
Whiskey Off-Road Endurance Mountain Bike Event Returns to Prescott,
PRESCOTT, Ariz. -Mountain bikers from across the region are getting
ready for one of Arizona's most popular mountain bike endurance
events, the Fourth Annual Whiskey Off-Road, set to kick off May
The event promises to be bigger than ever; pre-registration numbers
have already surpassed the previous three years attendance, and
the number of riders is projected to exceed 600. The 2006 event
had 450 participants.
The 2007 roster includes Mountain Bike Hall of Fame inductee Keith
Bontrager, a highly acclaimed-pioneer in the bicycle community and
Mike Janelle, an International caliber endurance race format specialist.
"I am really looking forward to the Whiskey Off-Road this year,
" said Mike Janelle, a professional endurance racer who rides for
Tokyo Joe's/X-Fusion Shox. "I had a great time last year. I love
the start in downtown Prescott and all the fun people, and it is
great to see every level of racer starting together."
Janelle's credits include a first place in the four person men's
division in the 2006 Race Across America (RAAM) and seventh overall
in the National cross-country marathon.
"The single track is sweet, and so are the views," he continued.
"Turning around in Skull Valley feels like you went back in time.
And the awards party is a great time! I look forward to doing the
Whiskey Off-Road every year"
The 1.25-million-acre Prescott National Forest boasts a seemingly
endless system of trails, which are well maintained by Prescott
National Forest Service staff and local trail advocacy groups, including
the Prescott Cycling Club. The trail system offers a mix of trails
able to accommodate all levels of mountain biker or outdoor enthusiast.
"The Prescott National Forest has been very supportive of mountain
biking, and this is helping make Prescott a destination mountain
bicycling community, with all the economic benefits that accrue,"
said Todd Sadow, president of Epic Rides, Inc. "We're pleased to
be a part of showcasing the great trails and friendly community
Riders may choose to enter three different distances, from the 15
Proof Fun ride to the 25 and 50 Proof routes that will appeal to
more ambitious participants. The "Proof" theme pays homage to the
infamous Whiskey Row element of downtown Prescott, an entire city
block of watering hole type of establishments; a "proof" in this
case represents one mile. All finishers receive an award hand-made
by a local artist.
"These trails are challenging," said Sadow. "Everyone deserves recognition
for finishing, and should walk away feeling great about their achievement
at the day's end."
Festivities begin Friday, May 18, when participants will arrive
for packet pickup and a mandatory pre-event riders meeting. The
riding will begin at 6:30 Saturday morning on Whiskey Row. Awards
will be handed out Saturday evening at an establishment near the
Court House, followed by the traditional Redhook Ale toast.
For more information and up-to-date reports, photos and video footage
check out epicrides.com.
For video coverage of last years event check out epicrides.com/vids.htm.
The Whiskey Off-Road has been made possible by supporters including
the City of Prescott, Prescott Chamber of Commerce, High Gear Bike
Shop, Prescott Coffee Roasters and the event beneficiary, Yavapai
County Food Bank.
Epic Rides, Inc., founded in Tucson, AZ in 1999, is the first regional
mountain bike event promotion organization to embrace an event style
suitable for all levels of mountain biker. Epic Rides events cultivate
a laid back non-intimidating environment which is able to accommodate
the weekend warrior all the way up to the world-class mountain bike
professional. Epic Rides currently has three active events throughout
the great state of Arizona; our flagship event, the Kona Bicycles
24 Hours in the Old Pueblo in Tucson; the Whiskey Off-Road in Prescott
and the Show Low Bluff Tour of the White Mountains in Pinetop-Lakeside.
For more information go online to epicrides.com.
For more information and to contact Mike Janelle visit mikejanelle.com
Happy Easter. Enjoy your chocolate bunnies.
[biker down] news.yahoo.com
[wal-mart sucks] articles.moneycentral.msn.com
[my hero karl rove] guerrillanews.com
[oh my] news.enquirer.com
[fucking stupid] marinij.com/marin/ci_5606179
Subject: My man for Flanders....
…and Roubaix for that fact…
While everyone else is all daffy over Boonen, I’m going to be rooting
for my hoss Stijn Devolder…..
100% Flemish Hard-Man for sure – the brother eats cobblestones for
breakfast – with a side of nails & afterbirth – and washes it down
with a pint of kerosene….then he lights a cigar, bangs the waitress
and wipes his dick off with sandpaper – 30 grit no less….
Let’s see you top that Chuck Norris….
Could happen. We'll just have to wait and see. And the waiting sucks.
When is thing on tv in my country? Four in the fucking afternoon.
I'm going to avoid email and the internet in general till about 5:00
this afternoon because I don't want to know who won this fucking thing
until I can watch it.
God damn I hate this shit.
The Whiskey Cometh. Click here
for a map.
Me? I'm looking at the 15. Or maybe even just helping out
handing out prizes or some shit. I've got not fitness whatsoever
and no pending improvements in that category in my immediate future.
[saved by shit] news.yahoo.com/china_laundry
[you gotta be shitting me] news.yahoo.com/botched_surgery
[lost in translation] lez.hu/hentaitsop2.swf
[chick bike - bike chick] sensualarousalblog.com/abby_winters
Subject: I look like a tool
I called my girl this morning and told her to tune in the NBC coverage
of the North American Championship. She is visiting her dad and
they both were looking forward to learning more about the sport
I participate in and love.
Now I look like a tool. Little did I know Al “Sprinters are fast”
Troutpig would be calling the race. He is a tool and is horrible
to listen to. The only guy that made cycling look and sounds worse
was the race promoter showcasing the 2 hour infomercial for the
great state of Virginia. Are you fisting me? Downtown Richmond looks
like Bosnia. Terrible roads, construction sings and the lack of
any type of a crowd made cycling gayer then me telling my girl and
I’m going to spend 5 hours in spandex with other guys because it
is fun. Her dad got on the phone and asked how I could be involved
in such a mess. He said, “Wow, what a waste of time! You like this
stuff? I did not even see Lance.” Yeah, agreed. All we got was Frankie
on a crap cell phone explaining why riding in a group is better
than riding solo.
Fuck. Well, I’m who I am. The girl still loves me even if I’m one
of those ‘bicycle riders’. I never thought I would miss Paul and
Phil so much. Those guys could make the YellowPages exciting. While
I was at the San Fran Grand Prix, I met Paul and Phil with the girl.
I took a picture with them while I was in my US Postal jersey. Phil
took a look at me and my hot girlfriend then grabbed her hand, kissed
it and said, “You must be the cyclist fan.”
I've no idea how Trautwig has a job with cycling. No idea at all. Not
when there are guys out there like Dave Towle out there who do a great
job of it.
Maybe Towle was already booked up?
marked eight months since I dented up the hood of some poor bastards
Oh, it's been fun.
The weather is getting better. The trails are in good shape.
It's pretty damn warm most days. Folks are out riding,
hiking and generally enjoying the great outdoors.
I may even ride a bike this weekend.
I look forward to regaining some semblance of fitness and spending
a lot of time in the woods on dirt rather than with the cars out on
Trees good, cars bad.
[no rest for the wicked] tpmmuckraker.com/archives/002965.php
[battles the band] myspace.com/battlestheband
[gingrich is an ass] electioncentral.tpmcafe.com
[she's a winner, that one] talkingpointsmemo.com
[teams associations back dna comparisons] cyclingnews.com
[on my] ctnow.com
[billy sucks] youtube.com
It's late night on a Wednesday. And I don't have shit to say.
It happens like that sometimes. You stare at a page and nothing
happens. You type stuff and none of it makes a difference.
You still ain't got shit to say. And it shows.
Pretty much. Yeah.
[critical something] sfgate.com
[eight wishes] youtube.com
[more on that tip] 8wishes.blogspot.com
[biker down] wcco.com/video
[more on that] wcco.com/topstories
[goldstein for president] goldstein08.com
[good times] news.yahoo.com/zamboni_dwi
[check it] bicycleworld.tv
[three pins] youtube.com
[yo, keith, what the fuck?] msnbc.msn.com
Subject: Ayamye* in Arizona
Hey there - the film my wife and I made about bikes as sustainable
transpo in Ghana is screening next week at the Phoenix Film Fest.
Here's the info:
Ayamye* will be showing
Friday April 13th @ 2:50 p.m.
Sat April 14th @ 10 p.m.
it's listed under "short documentaries" & not by name
if you can get the word out, I'd appreciate it.
Yo, that list of short documentaries would be right here.
Subject: Tom Boonen Facts
Tom Boonen does not race because the word race implies the possibility
Tom Boonen wins.
How dare you!
My church group looks at Pink Bike! How are we going to scan all
the shiny bike bobbles and googas when you and your purveyors of
smut are filling the pages with such horrendous filth? Aside from
my church group, 'the Christian Cruisers', my 17 year old niece
used to quite enjoy looking at Pink Bike. Night after night, there
she was in her tight boy shorts and tank top, her long, silky brown
hair tied up in pigtails, flowing ever so gently over her small
and perky breasts as she sat the computer sampling the descent side
of the bicycling world, and you have to go muck it up. I cant begin
to describe the dismay I feel about this. One day your conscious
will catch up with you sir, and then you will truly feel shame.
Know this, you will be hearing from my lawyer.
Burn sir, burn.
top of the fold story - Jan Ullrich was blood doping. Story at
I'd say I was surprised, but I'd be lying. I'd say I was sad.
But, again, I'd be lying. I know full well what these cats are
I knew it and I still cheered for him. What else could I do?
Stop following bike racing? Find some guy who won't touch
the dope and can't finish a Grand Tour?
Ullrich was doing whatever he could to win. They all are.
Hamilton? Yeah, him too. Not a doubt in my mind. I
used to cheer for him too.
It makes me think about anyone who finishes on the podium. I
don't think any of them were clean. How could they be? What,
you're such a bad ass you cat beat a rolling pharmacy without help?
And what the hell is "clean" anyway? Does it mean just
"didn't get caught"?
In this particular instance, the fact that Ullrich's blood was in Fuentes
fridge doesn't prove he was going to inject it to improve performance.
It just proves he knew Fuentes. Or someone close to him did.
And Fuentes had big fat bags of Ullrich blood just sitting around for
no reason. Click, click, click.
He can still claim he never doped. But he'll be lying through
his teeth. Of course the blood was stored to be re-injected later.
What the hell else was if for? The blood bank?
Bullshit. You were going to dope.
My advice to Ullrich tonight is just admit what you did, face the consequences
and move forward. Admit what you did. Stop fucking lying
to me. I can't stand the lying. Admit what you did.
That's what David Millar did. He took his lumps and now he's
back. And I can live with that.
Not like he'll listen to me anyway. Why waste my breath.
[go kam] cyclingnews.com/NORBA_1_07_phx
[upcoming even] xtremebikes.net/application.pdf
[toto for days] nyvelocity.com
[more on ullrich] cyclingnews.com
That's it. I'm out.
I really didn't buy anything for $1.65 million. In my country
we call that an "April Fools Joke". In other countries
they call it "bad news".
Who the hell thinks someone like me has one point six five million
US dollars to play with? I'm so fucking broke I can't spend a
dollar and sixty five cents without thinking about it. How's life
where you live? Mom keep the fridge full of food for ya?
Enjoy it while it lasts, fuck-o.
Do you fucking boneheads realize how much money $1.65 million dollars
is? There are a good deal of successful bike companies that aren't
worth that kind of cash.
But some folks were convinced. I bought poor pink bike. And I
was going to ruin it.
Someone named "Freeride freak" posted in the pinkbike comments:
"pinkbike you sold out to corperate america! this is a divistation!"
Yo kid, I've got about as much to do with "corperate" America
as a fucking pine cone. Stay in school. Seriously.
Subject: New ads on Pinkbike.com
Glad you spent your money so well. It's a great website, my 15 year-old
son reads it almost daily. Until today, when he wanted to show me
an article on helmets, and we got slapped with porn ads. Um, no.
Sorry guys, if that's what you mean by /"The combined companies
will focus on providing a better, more comprehensive experience
for users interested in uploading, watching and sharing Photos,
and will offer new opportunities for professional content owners
to distribute their work to reach a vast new audience." - /we
won't be reading this site anymore.
Are you a bike site or a porn portal? Which way are you going with
it? Yes, I know that the ads generate more hits, more revenue, etc.
Frankly, BFD. Pinkbike has great content. If you're not going to
use it, sell it to someone who will.
What am I going with it? I'm the first porn - bike site. I'm a bike
site and a porn portal. I know, it makes me dizzy too.
And you're going to tell me a fifteen year old boy was anything less
that totally fucking stoked by naked chicks?
Subject: pink bike
Just and idea here coming from one of what will be thousands of
outraged bikers, change pinkbike back, we hate the yellow, theres
a reason its pink bike, not yellow bike. and most of all, get the
pornographic shit off our site, kids go here you idiots, is that
really the images you want to display to about a quarter of the
users that go on pinkbike I guarentee,as a member of pinkbike for
a long time, if you do not change it back, and watch what you try
to change about it, you will loose alot of people. Thats a promis
not a threat.
Yeah. I'm glad you didn't threaten me. That's cool.
Enjoy the rest of April.
[physically separated bike lanes] streetfilms.org
[mccain is over] talkingpointsmemo.com
Did you ever have one of those "driveway moments" where you
just sit in your car with the engine off and the radio on because you
are so interested in what you're hearing you can't imagine turning it
off and walking inside your house? It happened to me this weekend
on Saturday. I finally ran inside after sitting for minutes and
minutes to put the program on the radio in the house.
I heard it again, missing just the beginning few minutes, on Sunday.
And I listened to the whole thing a second time.
This piece is on twenty four hours at a restaurant called the Golden
Apple in Chicago. I think you'll like it. I know I did.
Check it out a 30 second promo here: audio.thisamericanlife.org...172.mp3.
You can hear the whole damn thing at: thislife.org.
Subject: Running 1-2-3-4
Thank you sponsors for making this happen!
Overall points for the Arizona Copper Cup Standings:
SENIOR MEN, CATEGORY 1 & 2
AS OF 3/30/2007
PLACE NAME TEAM POINTS
1 Brian Forbes RIDECLEAN
2 Jake Rubelt RIDECLEAN
3 Christopher Wilson RIDECLEAN
4 Rob Alvarez RIDECLEAN
5 Brian Lemke Landis/Trek
6 Robert Dolman HLHAP
7 John Salskov CZ Racing
8 Eric Brownell ECFA/Honeywell
9 Jared Gilyard Eclipse Racing
10 Sean Mazich Team WM
Subject: the Chuck Norris/Tom Boonen connection.....
…..ever wonder why you’ve never seen Chuck Norris standing behind
the barriers in the Arenberg Forest???
It does make one wonder...
Subject: Bike New York - MaY 5TH
Bike New York is May 5th this year. This is a great family event
that is a total of 42 miles around NYC. All roads are blocked off.
The ferry runs from Staten Island to Battery Park every 1/2 hour
on Sunday morning. The ride starts at 8:00 A.M on Sunday. It is
best to pre-register to avoid the hassle in the morning. I believe
they had 32,000 bikes last year....that's right 32,000!!
Looks like a good time.
||From: The Enemy
Subject: Tour de Gainesville - largest "sanctioned"
ss ride on the east coast.
Hey man, the 70 mileish TDG (52 riders at start over 40 rigid SSs)
was saturday and here are some specs and a GPS route thanks to SSJimbo.
The TDG concluded with the band Weeds of Eden. We killed 2 kegs
of Sierra Nevada, a bunch of Makers Mark and Jameson, and about
14 gallons of pork, venison, chicken, and veggie chili. And yes,
we are “sanctioned”.
Special thanks also to Alexi at villin. The villins rocked the field
See ya next year if you dare and get well soon.
Here at Drunkcyclist, we are proud to announce our acquisition of PinkBike.com.
It's amazing what you can do with $1.65 million these days.
Thank you stock market. Thank you George Bush.
I've got some big plans, baby. Big plans.
News as follows:
Sun Apr 1, 2007
MOUNTAIN VIEW, Calif., /April 1, 2007/PR Newswire – DrunkCyclist
Ltd. announced that it has today acquired Pinkbike Inc. (“Pinkbike.com”)
for approximately $1.65 million in a stock-for-stock transaction. Pinkbike.com
will continue operations as a wholly-owned subsidiary of Drunk Cyclist
Ltd. The acquisition is expected to be neutral to Drunk Cyclist Ltd.
earnings in 2007.
The acquisition combines one of the largest and fastest growing
online entertainment communities with Pinkbike's expertise in organizing
information and creating new models for advertising on the Internet.
The combined companies will focus on providing a better, more comprehensive
experience for users interested in uploading, watching and sharing Photos,
and will offer new opportunities for professional content owners to
distribute their work to reach a vast new audience.