My man CaseNuggets sent this one to me via email one day recently. Seems both he & I were dumb enough to enroll in summer Continue reading i’ll college.
Two years ago, I bought a chain fattest chain I could find at Bimsco Hardware on Stone Avenue. Tonight I did the same thing I’ve Continue reading Hardening (of a chain)
Along light colored sand
she said: “Brown becomes the aesthetic.”
Only four years later, I get it. Continue reading My (beloved) Tucson favors the (ridden) bicycle
I don’t get serious very often, but do you know why you REALLY have today off? From the Letter From a Birmingham Jail to the famous Continue reading The tranquilizing drug of gradualism
I had not thought about my old friend The Big Hurt much of late. It wasn’t until my wife told me a story this week Continue reading The Big Hurt
Another one in from our man Senna. He writes, I post, you read. We all win. I’m watching out of my window. I’ve never noticed Continue reading I have at times had dreams of football.
I used to work with this guy back in the day. Loony as a bird. But once in a while something would come out of Continue reading Life Quotes
The thumb tack was pushed into her front tire, the tire and bike were both blue, it was a lady’s frame. Her tire was flat. Continue reading A blue bike and a thumbtack
Ladies & Gentlemen, meet Senna. He writes. I post. You read. The Kinetic Cathartic part I Where the castle once stood no less, a castle Continue reading The Kinetic Cathartic
I’ve been thinking more lately about cycling. About bicycles. About me. Actually riding bikes. I used to, you know. Once. Upon a time. I rode Continue reading A short break from the study of law
Men with popped collars I am surrounded by men with popped collars. Burberry, Polo, and Lacoste. Fear not I am near them, not of them.
Rhapsody on a Windy Night T.S. Eliot (1888-1965) Twelve o’clock. Along the reaches of the street Held in a lunar synthesis, Whispering lunar incantations Dissolve Continue reading Rhapsody on a Windy Night. T.S. Eliot