I’m just off the plane from Bend, OR and that was one hell of a trip. The official goal of this trip was to meet Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: Beards of a Feather…
Race report from Philly: From: 40 Hands Here it goes, based on the picture you may have already viewed, I drug my sorry ass down Continue reading One man’s day at the races
I’ve nothing to add to this picture. All I got was the image forwarded to me by gnome, no text, no nothing. There was, of Continue reading DC at Philadelphia International Cycling Championship.
Its official, summer is here. To most people that is a really happy occasion. Down here in the desert it just makes me agry. It Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: Why are they called dog days?
This is the type of shit that goes down when the BLK13 crew has an alleycat. They are having one this Friday night and if you Continue reading Caption this
It’s true, Apen’ ain’t easy. I decided a while back that I’m going back to Cali to act a fool durring the mountain stage of the Tour Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: Apen’ ain’t easy
When queried, “All he would say is that his name is ‘Dirty Biker.’” Awesome. Check this second pic as well: This gorilla is always ready Continue reading Dirty Biker represents to the fullest
I got this one from the Dirty Biker himself. Yes, he is at the Tour of California. Yes, he is in a gorilla suit. Yes, Continue reading The Dirty Biker Cometh
It was said by an MD in a book I read once that the symptoms of alcoholism end immediately after the person stops drinking. Six Continue reading I think I just quit drinking.
One time i witnessed big kitchen racing, foaming at the mouth like a shitty science project. bleeding from the eyes. the hair on the back Continue reading Racing is as Racing Does.
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If you have ever raced a bike you know how good a cold fizzy one tastes… regardless of what’s in the can, you know what Continue reading A coke… but where’s the smile?