Team Hoffenchard. Another Goddamned team with their shit figured. They requested some sponsorship. I think DC is obligated.
And did you know SSCXWC is coming up. While Wicknasty nabbed it last year, will it be the same again? So many good, soulful races around. So little time. DC was happy to contribute to the schwag bag [...]
Monday Link Dump
Bells Mountain Bike Team Party
Bells Mountain Bike Team. Finally, a team that has its priorities straight:
Happy Frigg’n Friday
The Italians taking a stand? Nobody cares.
And, if you want to know just exactly what and where you can ride a bike in all of Arizona, you’ll want this handy pdf.
We Are The Ones Project. A cool gallery of common Obama folk. I’m sure the McSame version is similar except for better clothes and everyone [...]
Motherfuck’n Link Dump Relief Program
The coolest thing I could be doing right now, is chill’n sideline at a cross race somewhere swilling some shit beer. That would be tops. I might even pay a cover. Ah, there’s nothing like heckling a couple dozen spandex knuckle heads as they crush themselves amongst friends.
My man Latham chimed in the other day [...]
Link Dumps & Emails & Videos
Happy Friday. May your weekend ride be top notch.
More from the AZMTB’er archive:
Funky Burger
Candy Dates. Like your candidate? Now you can eat him too.
Did you know: The Pheenix Endurance Experience is alive and well
Dirt Rag releases their newest angle in the pursuit of world domination: Bicycle Times
From: Bill
subject: bike polo champion, beer drinkin chump
Just so [...]
Wasting Thursday
I know that most of the time I link some stupid stuff just to keep the website alive. Big Jonny and I have gone a few rounds of drinks talking about how much politics get on this site and how I hate it. Most of the time Big Jon just tells me that if [...]
Be Like Dave
Be Like Dave Weins. A Consummate pro, and all around nice guy. Everyone ought to be a little more like him. Top Notch write up over at the nytimes.com. Thanks to Sad Cow for the heads up.
Positive commentary only.
No Pun Intended
www.thebestpageintheuniverse.net
After reading that last post here on DC, it reminded me of the “no pun intended page”.
It also reminds me of the time I tried to go 2 to 1 with the Big Pun on drinks. Futility at its finest.
Fuck Mondays suck some ass.
Snake
AZ-MTB’ers Link Dump
A safe for work collection from last weeks banter on the AZ-MTB google group that I thought was provocative and/or worth a laugh….
Wired.com with the “ten hottest” new bike gadgets.
Kent, on the philosophy of adventure
Red Contortionist… Imagine the possibilities
24 Hours in the Old Pueblo – 20 solo spots remain
Algae to the Rescue
$1000 dollar Lap [...]
Thursday Slide
Oil at $87. Time for a little OPEC slowdown. What the fuck do I care? I don’t even own a car.
Just sat through a lengthy c-span symposium including Rob Dugger, who I just met on the T.V. He seems pretty smart. The word of the day according to him, and in reference to the S&L [...]
Warm Fuzzy Reasons
Pines to the Mines, good and gone. It was a race at the front while the autobus rolled on. Winning time this year was 4.5 hours for 80 plus miles off road. Can you believe that? Some day, when I remove my head from my ass, I’ll prepare to crush myself at this event because [...]
Nobody Rides in Vegas
The Eagles just… lost to Da Bears. Sorry Sausage, but you got another gloomy day ahead. Not that it helps, but, at least it wasn’t to the Cowboys…
Johnny,
I just moved to Manchester, UK. Cycling is has a great presence in the city as normal means of transportation. Within a week of being here I witnessed [...]
Monday Recoil
Many thanks to all who purchased beanies from the technologically advanced, drunkcyclist store over the last couple of weeks. They are sold out now, and the last few are being sent out today. Again, thanks for supporting the site.
Mike Sayers calls it good Wha’d it take him, 30 years? I thought he was a Ludo [...]
Flagstaff Open Alleycat
Can we call it a peak, or is fixie culture going to stay around? Pollard pulled off what I think is the first Alley Cat in Flagstaff. Of course, I’m so old, I’ve never even been to one, the closest I came, were some 3 hour training rides with Gubba Gubba Domenic and I thought [...]
Courier Worlds
Got this one in from Corey over the long dick weekend…
From: Corey the Courier
At the 2008 North American Cycle Courier Championships in Chicago, Illinois. Although I am smooth as an eel covered in astroglide, I have lost a bit of speed. But then the fast guys are never the life of the party.
Tonight: I’ll be [...]
Link Dump
On Sunday I got in another ride of one hour. I went _maybe_ 10 miles.
It is better than nothing I suppose
El Grande Link dump:
[tucson's off the heezy] tuconweekly.com
[gringo central] theblack13.blogspot.com
[time fuck] michaeldorf.org
[watch for bikes] photobasement.com
[learn how to dope] granfondocyclingtours.com
[Intelligent] bike for sale on craigslist
[bicycles & mowing] craigslist
[sacrifices at the [...]
Rotten Thieving Dirt Bags…
No doubt, there are a many a people without a bike:
From: Dano
Subject: Rotten Thieving Dirtbag
Jonny,
This link is worthy of your site: anybody, anywhere sees this rotten, thieving dirtbag on the street, he must be dealt with — and harshly.
What it said…
Toronto residents searched for their own stolen bicycles among 2,865 recovered by the police during [...]
Segways & Bikers Down
This Segway Faceplant made my day. It reminded me of my own, retarded fat-girl wreck last week, of which I’m still recovering and only when I sneeze, do I cry about it. I watched it about 5 times. I hope you get the same satisfaction out of it. And we can thank Chet, my redneck [...]
JRA Crashes, Chinese Ingenuity and more…
Every time I eat shit, I do it in the lamest way possible.
Riding up the urban trail a couple of days ago on the townie to go watch some softball. I was minding the evening sky, looking at the stars and otherwise not paying attention to anything. With no lights, the last thing I saw [...]
Eight the hard way
One time out on the road, a few years ago, when I actually rode a bike more than once every two weeks (yeah, it’s that bad), my man Philly told me “Take it easy on me. I’m an old man” or some shit like that.
I looked at him and said something along the lines [...]