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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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. [...]