old habits die young?

it’s been a long fucking time, hambres. big kitchen up in college again. probably reading books like this.   snakehawk ’s  summer been busy as hell. 
i love this to death:

man, that is a baby baby hawk.
this baby hawk rules, too, holla:

 
i’m back in the shop.  turning useless brown boxes into bikes that likely will prove useless [...]

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A week older and wayyyy late

LT 100 MTB
Big Jonny has been wanting a race report so here are some general thoughts that I had on the LT this year. It doesn’t matter that Lance won. What did you think was going to happen? It didn’t matter if he brought a thug squad or not. Wiens had [...]

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A week old, but not yet stale

Snake Hawk fired this one off to me last Sundway when both he and I were on the eve of returning to the university environs.
From: Snake Hawk
Here’s to your last day of summer, big kitchen. go get ‘em.

I am now known as “big kitchen”. More nicks than Shaquille O’Neal. Holla.

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Myhee and His Rocket Ship

There are moments that I regret because I did not take the time to truly learn what it was that I was seeing. On my return form the White Mountains, I passed one of those experiences at around 80 miles per hour. Instead of continuing on, too soon forgetting the odditiy, I decided to take [...]

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Susan

Fat Cyclist says it better than I ever could, Don’t Say She Lost
Susan died tonight (August 5) at 7:25pm. It was a hard, long day, and Susan fought right to the end, for much longer than anyone would have thought she could.

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Ellie Rea Robertson.

Ladies and Gentlemen, please join me in raising a glass and welcoming Ellie Rea Robertson to this world.
Our boy Snakehawk went and had himself a second daughter! Congratulations, my man. She’s 5.8 lbs and healthy.

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What is and what was

Another day, another dollar. A day late, and a dollar short. How to you hope to rectify this apparent contradiction in lifestyle, theme and delivery? I don’t. Pass the bottle.
I’ve been asked lately, “What is drunkcyclist.com?” I haven’t an answer. At least not one that fits neatly into a [...]

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Car & Driver

So, I’m down at the barber shop waiting to get my hair cut. I pick up one of the various magazines placed in rows on a table, something to page through mindlessly as I await my turn in the chair. One on sports, another on guns, a third on cars… I’ll go with [...]

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A few things from the bike shop.

Thanks to K Clegg outta T-town for this one. Hells yea. I feel the pain.

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Everyday

Everyday I read a few blogs. Most of them are about nothing, some are just old friends that I try and stay up to date in their lives. One of these blogs kills me. Everyday I come into work, sit down, turn on the computer and go to this one.
With a sort [...]

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I’m only here because Jonny told me to…

He bugged me the other day about how quiet I’ve been, so Here I am. Back with a clarification and a rant-ish post.
After the election many places I visit on the Intertubes™ were full of ‘haters’ at the fact Obama won. For whatever reason people couldn’t be happy with someone who is intelligent, capable of [...]

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Good Feelings

First off this photo was hi-jacked from www.pezcyclingnews.com
Lately I have been jaded towards the sport that I absolutely love. The cheating, doping, who said what bullshit, dumb ass victory salutes, all that shit. It takes away from the sport. Bottom line. Lately I have not wanted to ride. Just some [...]

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Bobcats?

My sister lives about seven miles north of me on Dynamite Road, just a few miles west of the blessed 100 miles of singletrack @ Pima & Dynamite. Which, incidentally, is some of the best mountain biking in the Valley as far as I’m concerned.
So, nice house, horse property, lots of desert [...]

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R.I.P. Farrah

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Middle Man

Turns out being a middle man sucks.
Without further adu I would like to indroduce Bacardi Marty to Big Pun. Seems a while back I was up at Martys place dropping some things off at his house when he issued a challenge to Big Pun. Some things were said and I likened it to [...]

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it isn’t nice, it isn’t cute, its not about fashion.

Zack.

Miss B.
Shindaggers on Thursday. It was Satisfactory. Slight bruising. De la Garza was up on the mic at one point, I think that’s were it went to eleven. Then they pulled more punk into the rock towards the end of it. I always like that. Persons bounce. Boots stomp. Flip-flops worry. Good times.

Friday I made [...]

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Mundane in the insane

Fatherhood seized.
Big things. Mistakes. Pink had to do.
It seems to be crashing.

Another weekend, burned to the ground.
Happy Monday.

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Happy Birthday Big Jonny

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Marilyn Chambers. R.I.P

Yes yes, it’s been a few days & apologies all around as it is appropriate the DC flag is at half mast today as suggested.
From: JS
All porn flags at half-mast, please. Marilyn Chambers dies at 56
A SFW vid of her in her prime, not in action, but who she was. Remember kids, behind the deep [...]

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Pay it forward

I got rear ended this morning on southbound 51. Good times. Traffic was as traffic is in Phoenix – a fucking parking lot. I was thinking to myself something stupid like “today would be a good day to get rear-ended… nah, it’ll never happen…” Then came the thud. I [...]

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