First thing: Way cool. One of my favorite comedians, Patton Oswalt, is coming to the Rialto Theater on the 29th of April. F for Fat Fuck Nation. Patton, if you can read this, please make some jokes about this ridiculous irony I see every day, to change my anger to laughter, because frankly, this shit Read the full article…

Riding down 6th Ave any morning, you can find a shuttle to Nogales for $12. Walking across the border, you can find a dentist that can help you the same day. Bad teeth can be such a nightmare. While waiting for your appointment you can find an open air liquor store and find a nice Read the full article…

Tucson Bike Swap website. For the price of a needed radiator, a frame jig will be for sale one day only at Gaba Bike Swap tomorrow morning. It is a fund raiser for my auto parts counter addiction. I will also have some other parts to sell, and will have the stand set up, with Read the full article…

I almost made it home early one morning without encountering a car. Two passed me when I got back to my midtown location. Dodge Flower! Pull it up for your hood! Ah, never mind. I took Lance out for a walk and heard a birdsong in the cool of the night that made me consider Read the full article…

Nothing like riding for a reason or two. Today’s ride started around rush hour and found me doing the usual, zig-zagging the side streets, tearing through quieter passages, cutting into alleys, skirting the boulevards. 3 hours, lots of pictures, and one ‘special’ washer found. Down Highland, a road I have been on 1000 or more Read the full article…

It’s getting very hot in Tucson. The map shows pink areas. This ain’t pretty. But there are no mosquitoes here, yet. My time in Tucson is short, more than likely. Plan A: Take diesel Ford (currently performing maintenance upon) North and East in about 11 days. Plan B: Hunker down, get a $250/mo. studio, and Read the full article…

Behold. Chess boxing. I thought it was just a Wu Tang song. NPR article.

More importantly – how much rest is enough rest? I had a day off the bike on Saturday, which basically meant I rode with the dog 2 miles, and that was it. This was the first day off the bike in over 45 days. A few days ago, a poorly attended-to pit bull puppy jumped Read the full article…

Right on Main Avenue, near the train tracks and the Western edge of the Dunbar Spring neighborhood, is a building housing Jimbo, a cyclist woodworker, and Ed, a frame builder in the early prime of his career. Pistol Pete owns one. That man is as serious as they come when it comes to expedition bicycle Read the full article…

Welcome to This Old Bike. Today on This Old bike, some unsettling news from Seattle: Mother Katie’s kid-towing, hill crushing bike has been stolen. “This bike represents the most time I’ve eva spent tinkerin’ on any rig. So when I herd that it was lifted, that just made me rip-shit mad.” “Yeah, Norm, I am Read the full article…

At 12:01 AM we shouted: “11 hours and 59 minutes to go!” from the fire-pot in front of the Kona tent. The event was far larger than I imagined it would be. It was impossible to not stay up late. Lights, noise of generators, music until 3:00AM. Serious riders; serious bikes, and people just out Read the full article…

I had more than one reason to hit up BICAS. So I did, and for the hundredth or so time up and down this coast I asked, “Do you have a 1″ threadless riser stem?” And, of course the answer was: “Check the bucket.” I could not believe my caliper reading. A rare rare item. Read the full article…