I started writing this as a comment on Dirty’s post over on facebook where he linked this article: The US government just awarded a $167 Continue reading We are all full of shit.
I’m generally more comfortable playing tour guide as opposed to being on the tour. Friends come to visit, you hit the pubs, you ride the Continue reading The Dorset Gravel Dash
When I wrote my last post I had no idea that I would find myself back in the sweltering heat of Kansas in July. But here I am. A buddy needed a hand with some things so I said fuck it, bought the ticket and took the ride. Continue reading Tuesday with Dirty: Expiration Dates
Scandinavian Jesus made these stickers a while back that said “Shut up and party”. The pale messiah and I have been friends for a long time and I like to think that he understands my quirkiness better than most. I like that he made those stickers and handed them out by the hundreds. Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: Shut up and party.
I met Charlie some years ago in Ireland. I had just pedaled into the tiny village of Kilfinane for SingleSpeed Worlds and was looking for Continue reading Beers at your place?
I used to believe that being the first patron into the Yucca Tap Room was physically impossible. Something you’d hear about on Sagan’s Cosmos. A break Continue reading Beer Century VI ~ Early Bird Gets the Stool
Sorry Aaron Chase, for real. Sorry. You just gatta understand how silly you look “ripping it up” on that moped. For real. Can we please Continue reading my personal opinion on why electric bikes are good and why they are fucking stupid.
I’m not much for new and shiny. I mean that in the latest gadget fetish, newest model, next iPhone ball gargling kind of way. New Continue reading Create & Participate
Yes, I had the whole thing planned: Head down to West By God Virginia thursday morning with a bunch of beer, a couple bottles of Continue reading Dirt Rag DirtFest WV – Interview with Maurice
I’ve been wanting to ride the C&O Canal, Allegheny Pass for a very long time, yet for the last forever it never seemed “Epic” enough Continue reading you only have to believe…
This story comes to you from Callum, an acquaintance of mine in Tasmania. I met Callum last year at a pub in Woodend, Australia; a Continue reading The Bike Sale
last saturday at work i couldn’t get myself motivated to do anything productive. literally. i just couldn’t get my shit together enough to perform at Continue reading Like Marlon Brando, but bigger.