I’m not sure I know the answer to that question. I didn’t know when the man who hit me was sentenced to five years in Continue reading What is this “justice” you speak of?
Update: Big version. Biggest version. (only somewhat related) dr sketchy gets on her bike. by
From: Legs Subject: ’85 Paris Roubaix This may not be in HD or have the best musical score, but somehow this seemed harder back then… Continue reading ’85 Paris Roubaix
. . . things I like about you. They say a picture is worth a thousand words. 1 This one is worth all of three: Continue reading Things I like about coffee . . .
I watched it on Sunday. I couldn’t sit still. I danced, I jumped, I shouted. It is among the greatest sporting events known to mankind: Continue reading Cancellara owns 2010 Roubaix
I finally got to ride per Dominic’s ok and we decided to ride our mountain bikes. I wanted to ride the course at Tower Park Continue reading I got her dirty
They were the bane of every mechanic with whom i wrenched, these corn bespeckled wads of Christmas cheer. The product of bullshit efforts that rode Continue reading Warpspeed, you steamy box of shit.
Oh, this one is going to be good. Tour of the Battenkill hits off on April 18th. That’s next Sunday. Gallery from 2009 edition here: Continue reading Battenkill cometh
Sport Illustrated (SI.com) has an interesting little read up about the stain on Spain. Five years ago, after a picturesque but particularly tough ride in Continue reading Game recognize game
It’s Sunday and sunny and 75 degrees outside and I was supposed to be RACING today. I’m sick. What a BUMMER feeling that is. (and Continue reading I’m sick again.
Volunteer park had a criterium today, and I was there for a good chunk of it. The masters race was awesome. I wish I had Continue reading This post does not mention the space needle
Eskimo has no real equivalents to our words “create” or “make” which presuppose imposition of the self on matter. The closest Eskimo term “to work Continue reading The world is your tusk, Mr. Eskimo.