Cancellara owns 2010 Roubaix
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
Two Wheels. One Dark Lord.
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.
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.
Or, “did EN ever stand for anything?” Shit. Back before blogging, when I kicked this site off, people would categorize everything in their daily existence. Continue reading When EN stood for something
Subversive Punk Icon Malcolm McLaren Dead At 64. He was known as the British Andy Warhol, the P.T. Barnum of punk and Dick Clark from Continue reading RIP Malcolm McLaren
This week finds me in Upstate New York. I have been here since Sunday with my trusty Travelers Check and it has been fantastic. This is Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: The right coast?
Seattle is my home now, and Count Vermin fades in rear view. I have found it. Poised to be a real bike city. Not that Continue reading I sure do love these flowering trees
There are those that doubt. There are those that know. From: J. just saying moto pacing must be working for someone The email came with Continue reading Motorpacing is a motorpacing does
My man Leg’s wrote me an email. He didn’t say much. He didn’t have to. From: Legs Hard man’s bike, right up your alley. pezcyclingnews.com/cgi/gallerypicget.asp… Continue reading Balls & Glory