Friday, March 28, 2008

Stupidest bike lane?

How about 14th in Lincoln? Or any bike lane in Lincoln for that matter? Can anyone top this?

Reese's New Hobby



Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Pedal, Pedal, Pedal

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Monday, March 24, 2008

Gold Pan

Sally's door to back alley lovin.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Easter

Sweetpea & Bart

Davey Bunny

Friday, March 21, 2008

Pay attention!

I don't know if ya'll have seen this...but see if you can pay attention.

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Thursday, March 20, 2008

MEETSES

After spending much time wiping their drool (and who knows what else) of my Moots, Steve and Alan of TrekKC and BSB at heart, have finally got sweet ti rides of their own. I just wish they weren't so much nicer than my '96 YBBSL with v-brakes and little 26" wheels.

Steve's MootoX YBB with slider drops...



And Alan's, new for '08, MootoXZ with 100mil plus...






Have fun boys.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Hermes just might find his red headed Bigfoot after all...

To keep the Harvard bound party going for a little longer, I'd like to add that earlier today I was enjoying the nice, breezy day by kickin' it down at the La Brea Tar Pits. I was "wearing sunglasses" as the kids say and taking pictures of my shadow when suddenly, out of nowhere, I received this text message.



If I ever had to go out on a limb and think up a text message I'd never plan on seeing pop up in my phone the sentence you see above would be a strong, strong contender for the number one slot.

Needless to say, I just about lost my shit when I read it.

Most importantly this message gave me hope. Real hope. Not Obama's imaginary hope. Real hope that sometime in the future, I won't be the least bit surprised when Hermes writes to say that he finally bagged a six foot tall red headed Asian chick (who wasn't at one time a man) with double D sized boobs.

Congrats, Chris. Good luck finding Old Style in Cambridge, chump.

Smartest Bartender You Know

For those of you who don't know, check it out. Chumphead is reppin' the BSB Ivy-style. And I'm not talkin about that unrated, 3 disc Poison Ivy box set you have hidden under your bed Sally. I'm talkin Ivy League y'all.

That's right. The man who took twice as long as Sally, and nearly five more years than me, to graduate is headed to Harvard to get his Masters on.

In the words of ODB, "Good work."

The SRM will be here next week.

Reached new heights of geekiness. At the moment my road bike has both and iBike and a Powertap. Dual power meters are exactly the sort of thing I need for rides ending that end at the House of Pies.



If you jive turkeys really loved me, you'd shoot me now.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Found this on Raleigh Commutes blog...

very worthy...

GOOGLE MAPS "BIKE THERE" - GO VOTE FOR IT!

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GoogleMapsBikeThere.org was created to ask Google to help make the world safer for bicyclists by adding bicycle routes to Google Maps. Consider signing the petition, Google just might listen. Adding the “Bike There” option to the Google Maps toolbar of “Drive There” and “Take Public Transit” would be a valuable tool for both everyday and new cyclists to find routes, at home and on the road.


Thursday, March 13, 2008

It's no Shoemaker's...

Gotta get fueled up for a chilly, and possibly wet, ride.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

A bit late on the picture thing.....



I'm a soccer player or a politician!

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

My new favorite street.

Went for a ride in hills to enjoy the pleasant and breezy 70 degree temps and struggled upon the greatest street in the history of streets.



If you're too lazy to click the pic, the street is called Treasure Trail.

Oh and I think it was Hermes who referenced carbon fiber and ceramic bearings being all the rage.

Well feast your eyes on these trick carbon fiber ceramic bearing equipped dérailleur pulleys. Just the sort of upgrade that's perfect for a tubby bitch such as myself.



If you look really close you might be able to make out the big pimpin' gold carbon underneath all the grease and grime, cause it's all about ridin' dirty.

Holla!

SWEET RIDES!





Thought everyone would appreciate these shots of a bike shop I found in Copenhagen, Denmark last week. It looked more like a gallary than anything else. I actually saw 3-4 of the delivery bikes being used to haul things around the city. These people love to ride their bikes.



Tuesday, March 4, 2008

In your face Space Coyote!

Just wanted to make sure you Jive Turkeys saw this.

Suddenly the Old Testament makes a lot more sense.

Israeli Researcher: "Moses was High on Drugs."

I'm going to try again...

Alright kids. Last time I asked for help with this kind of thing all I got was a bunch of juvenile replys...that weren't even that good, ya'll need some new material.
This is an early sketch of my Cross bike. I know this is going to be a stretch...but use your imaginations...it's going to be a single speed. Not a geared bike.


Any recommendations? Graphics?

Monday, March 3, 2008

WWODBD?

Sometimes I wonder what Outdoor Bob would would make of the whole fixed gear craze amongst all the girl's jeans wearing dudes out there.

Like, how many hipsters do you think he could handle in a day before blowing his top and flying into a wrench throwing fit of rage?

For me, the number was one yesterday.

Guy comes into the shop yesterday with his top tube padded Pista Concept freshly plucked from the back of his car. He wanted to get his whip set up with a new cog. Why he would pay to have it done instead of purchasing the tools is beyond me.

Anyhoo, I just happened to be in the back the moment our Service Manager is cranking down the dude's lock ring with enough effort to make it look like he was trying to push the earth down.

Couple hours later he comes back madder than a dog shitting tacks. The guy was so furious his Weezer styled glasses were fogged over with rage. Seems his lock ring slipped nearly causing him to die when he had to make a panic stop.

Even worse than that, in his sheer desperation to avoid the Grim Reaper he scuffed his limited edition kicks when he pulled out a page from the Fred Flintstone playbook shoehorned his way to a stop.

After apologizing to the guy about the life risking inconvenience and assuring him we'd get his bike fixed, I asked him just what he was doing.

Long story short, the guy went straight from the shop to the top of Griffith Park where he proceeded to go 40mph on a brakeless fixed down a mountain road that ends with a busy 6 lane intersection.

When he got to that busy 6 lane intersection, the stoplight was as red as ODB's head after having to deal with the 20 year-old version of myself of a 110 degree full moon Friday. He said he thought he was going to be able to shoot the gap between cars doing 45mph and at the last second he realized he couldn't and went to skid stop but oops, his lock ring slipped! And the poor fella had to drop out of the hipster race he so wanted to win.

D'oh!

Unbeknownst to our hipster friend, moments before unleashing his tale of woe on my non-caring ears, I had being dealing with a guy who's epiphany of the year was "You mean if just one spoke breaks I should stop riding my bike before the others do?" so I really didn't care that I was taking my life into my own hands by asking a question of my own.

"Granted the cog that we just installed slipped but have you ever considering taking a step back to realize what you're doing is very far from the intended use of your bicycle and that riding a fixed gear without a break isn't exactly the smartest thing nor is trying to intentionally run a red light?"

The steam of rage that had cleared from the dude's glasses was suddenly back with a Charles Bronson vengeance.

"Nobody else's cog slipped! Only the one that I had your mechanics install!"

"Well that's probably because everyone else in your little race was smart enough to install their new gears days before so they'd be able to readjust their cogs if need be. Every knuckle head in the world knows that a fresh cog will slip after it's installed. Plus, why would you put on a new part and then go straight to a race? Even triathletes aren't that dumb."

"F@ck you! I'm gonna go on LAFIXED.COM and let all 3,000 people who subscribe know how bad this place sucks!"

Oh joy.

On the bright side maybe that means we won't have to deal with hipsters anymore.