Bike crashes will change ‘dangerous’ intersections around Portland
Is this a step in the right direction? God I hope so. Something has got to change. Banning right hand turns may not be the Continue reading
Category Archives: Cycling
Tucson Swap’n good times
What am I doing this weekend? Buying shit I really don’t need, that’s what. El Bike Swap de Tucson – Bargain Hunters Paradise! Saturday, November Continue reading
Bars on Bikes
From: Sadcow Subject: Bars on Bikes Very Important Announcement (…to a small group of people with questionable priorities) Bars on Bikes dis Saturday evening after Continue reading
Some guys have all the luck
From: Brad Subject: Re: Last call So I’m sitting here eating sushi, drinking a PBR, and doing my thing. Did some cold weather sleeping under Continue reading
Vegas memories
Ah, that was a fun night. Hanging out by the run-up is where I lost my voice. And seeing the AZ contingent almost get escorted Continue reading
Thursday’s Poem – Pineapple
Pineapple Claim’n Malibu. Su nombre es Pineapple, from this day forward. by
A good idea
This one in from my mother. Really. From: Mom Subject: A good idea This is a good idea, regardless of political opinion. When you are Continue reading
Kick out the jams
It may be wrong, but I still want one. One afternoon in early September, an architect boarded his commuter train and became a cellphone vigilante. Continue reading
Getting run the fuck over
It just keeps coming… From: Tom Subject: Getting run the fuck over Since there seems to be a rash of folks sharing bad bike stories, Continue reading
Wear a helmet!
I like to bust the balls of my co-workers about them not wearing helmets to work. One assclown (love ya, Malibu) brought his helmet in Continue reading
Biker Down: Peter McKay
File this under “holy shit!” not a typical commute home (This post is a draft. I will edit as I have the energy. Thank you!) Continue reading
A truck with a man in it… Try typing “a” next time.
Where is Randy now? Mixing it up with the American Border Patrol schumcks. Truck with man in it guards the entrance to the San Continue reading