Heading west out of Flagstaff on I-40 I see the exit for Devil Dog Road. Every time I see this exit, I think the same Continue reading And then there is the Vegas
This may be all you really need to see from Interbike 2007, but if you must there is more coverage form yours truly at BlueCollarMTB Continue reading Best of show!
Michael Rasmussen seems to always of been on the cutting edge of the doping curve, that’s what I think. Way back when he was using Continue reading I believe Chicken!
I’m nearly out. Shit got done around here this morning. Up at 6:15. Feed the daughter, help out mom. Get everyone sorted. Kiss wife in Continue reading What would you do for a blonde dyke?
We at drunkcyclist.com would like to welcome Lux Wylie Noble to the world. 8 pounds, 9 ounces. Ten fingers, ten toes, one healthy young boy. Continue reading Lux Wylie Noble
This is a public service announcement: From: L. Subject: french threaded bb team hobo chick in search of french threaded bottom bracket for sweet old Continue reading The Hobo Chicks Abides
I’m not even there and I’m hearing it already. “Interbike sucks.” I thought day one of the convention would be hard enough – running the Continue reading Here it goes
For those in the bike industry, this one rings true. Congratulations on the purchase of your brand-new high-end road bike. Along with a pie plate, Continue reading Addendum to New Road Bike Owners Manual
This is my year to be sick of Las Vegas. And I’m not even there yet. The thought of going out on the road again Continue reading Las Vegas
My man Marty is one fucked up cat. He crashed his bike and hurt his hand recently. So what does my man do? He makes Continue reading The Handwitch
After being drilled by a wayward drunken motorist, I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t fantasize about shit like this. Milwaukee bicyclist shoots Continue reading Should I laugh, cry or applaud?
I get a shit ton of email. And I still haven’t caught up on all the shit I missed while I was rubbing my dick Continue reading Jumped the Shark