Three words…
Three words… Sometimes in life I find myself wondering why in the world are you fucking kidding me just how in the hell did I Continue reading Three words…
Two Wheels. One Dark Lord.
Three words… Sometimes in life I find myself wondering why in the world are you fucking kidding me just how in the hell did I Continue reading Three words…
Well, if my calculator watch serves me correctly, I believe it’s Thursday. Time for a poem. Perhaps, first you have time for a quick story. Continue reading About that time . . .
John McCain: Fail. Good to know you’ll still be here in Arizona after November, John. The place wouldn’t be the same without you. I may Continue reading Fail
Or in our case, Warren Jeffs don’t ride. The batcall went out and we descended upon Gooseberry Mesa outside of Hurricane, Utah. 5 rides in Continue reading Charlie don’t surf!
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Well, here it is, a beautiful Labor Day in North Carolina. The hurricane weather has decided to chill out long enough to let come to Continue reading Labor Day Sucks.
Happy Friday everyone. Now go gouge out your eyes. From: Snake Hawk Subject: yeah, bro. get it. i’m feeling super hot today, king of the Continue reading yeah, bro.
Small packages Cigarettes are never as fun as you think they’ll be when you light one up. Nothing but disappointment in a small package. The Continue reading Small packages
How Beer Works
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 Continue reading Link Dump
The Wagon I sat in the front seat, she was driving. On a small back road we passed an Idaho farm. Mostly dust now, and Continue reading poem for Thursday…
After Saunier-Duval pulled the plug, Scott bicycles was joined by American Beef. Talk about strange bed-fellows. Now it seems that Scott bicycles has had enough Continue reading Where’s the Beef?