Tuesdays with Dirty: 6 inches of love
Years ago, back in the Bronx, I was sitting in the barber shop and I overheard an old timer telling a joke. This guy was straight out Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: 6 inches of love
Two Wheels. One Dark Lord.
Years ago, back in the Bronx, I was sitting in the barber shop and I overheard an old timer telling a joke. This guy was straight out Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: 6 inches of love
I got an email from the race director for this up coming 12 hour that is in 4 fucking days: Just a reminder that all Continue reading Taper madness – not so much.
Bisbee, if you haven’t been there, then go there. Next year, same time, same place. This is a great race that has some history. 32 Continue reading Bisbee Race Report, 2010
I’m borrowing the title of the post from this, of course: check it. (or crink here to their Myspace for a listen.) shit’s good. We Continue reading This Bike is a Stepladder
Imagine my surprise when pulling up Cyclingnews.com a short while ago, and seeing that Vino has won my second favorite classic (first fav = Flanders, Continue reading Vino? Really? Oy vey…
[vimeo]http://vimeo.com/11040260[/vimeo] Nothing special in that video as far as tricks go. But I feel it captures that vibe of what goes on when you are Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: No shirt, no shoes, no problem
Happy B Day Big Jon. 40 trips around the sun. Here is to 40 or 50 more if your lucky. Snake
I’m wondering how on Earth I came to believe, through what I’ve been told, that Portland was so gawd-awesome and Seattle sucks. I was under Continue reading Seattle v. Portland part 1.5
. . . 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.