Tuesday, January 26, 2010

tuesdays with mildoo

this is my cat mildoo.



she can be a weenie at times, but she's very energetic and loving. she had pink eye last week. On tuesdays, i don't work at the salon, and i dont work at the bike shop. Its a pretty sweet day for quality time with the cats and riding my bike. The prior is pretty much all i have left on the agenda after this morning's ride. I borrowed a fuel ex 9 from the shop. Man, that thing is like riding on a barcalounger. I was totally worked after 2.5 hours and a breakfast that i think was short a few calories for the 2.5 hours that would follow. Im starving right now. I'm thinking pantera bread for lunch. You can tell im short on oxygen because i'm just typing the words as they come to me with absolutely no filter. Sorry about that.

So check this out. Crafton.



no bullshit, that's like 3 miles up from the tenis courts on the fire road, and that's before i had to start hoofing it. Man, this kinda goes without saying, but the show is super hard to ride in. Anyways, i think im beginning to wrap my head round the full suspension thing, but i dunno if i need 5" AND 29" wheels. Maybe just 4" and 26. Its just a wierd jump from hardtail 26" to hardtail 29" singlespeed, to 26" 5"full suspension. But i guess thats why the call them demo bikes.

I really think i enjoy mountain biking more than i enjoy road cycling.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

house cleaning

let me just ease your mind by saying this post is not about actual house cleaning. Its about cleaning up this here blog. As much as i love my nod to the king, as well as my friends blogs, some of this stuff need updating. Don't worry, i don't plan on breaking the oath. Also, it should be mentioned, that i had to do a little sprucing when it came to the blogs i was following. Some gone (They'd still be there if they posted something every now and again) replaced with some new.

Also, cleaned up my entire itunes by moving all my music to a external hard drive. I have over 90 gigs of music. Even i was surprised at that. Listened to a lot of different music this year. Admittedly, it was mostly heavy metal, however, got into a few punk bands, some jazz, some blues, a little clasical, some afro-jazz, soul, reggae, some hip-hop, etc, etc.

Made short work of my single speed. Its gone to a mostly happy, and extremely inquisitive home. Dude wanted to know every piece of info i could give him, which he was stoked on, cuz i had a lot of info to give. It was a good deal for both of us. New mountain bike later this week (waiting is the worst) to fill in the hole left by the 1xspd. that things gonna be a freaking blast. My first foray into full suspension. So that's exciting.

Cleaning a little house in the old bone box as well. Some stuff going to fleabay, some stuff going to people who need stuff. My dude kyle is gonna pull off a build for like 480 bones. Better/less than i paid for my first bike. Ironically it has a lot of the same parts.

after all this is done, i should have enough for a set of wheels, which will put the kabosh on my road bike which should be wrapping up in like 2 months. Super stoked for that. Also, im pretty sure im gonna turn the mtb into a 2x9 asap. Just gotta figure out the BB situation.

All in all, its a pretty liberating experiance, and like none of it is completely behind me yet.

Friday, January 22, 2010

here's another tirade

So, i went to go see the hope conspiracy last night. They played with, i dunno, other bands. Everyone beamed about how awesome it was to see this old band and see actual old people at a show. All of this was true.

However. Im not gonna be silent any more. I try not to be a bible beater, and ram my beliefs down people's throats. I think it would be fair to say that anybody who knows me has never felt proselytized or imposed upon as far as what i believe, and i dont come down on people for what they believe. I might tell them why i am unwilling to participate, but i'm pretty sure that's different, and if you cant tell the difference, well, go fly a kite. Off a cliff. Make sure you're holding the string really tight on your way down.

Last night at hopecon, the singer went on a tear about how (i'm paraphrasing), there is no man in the sky to pray to, and time is your only god, you grow old and die. No problems there, EXCEPT he literally said it 5 seconds after saying that he was so sick and tired of peoples beliefs being shoved down the throats of millions and that being a major problem. Way to shit all over the stained glass dude. Completely ruined the show for me. He did more throat shoving in that 5 minutes than i have done post year 25. That's so lame and the days of me letting that go by without calling people out are now done.

This is the kind of post you get when the only riding i get is on my trainer.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

i find myself inexplicably drawn...

To this bicycle.




Big bike. I dunno why. i dont really have a napoleon complex when it comes to bikes, by and largely i ride my size unless i'm borrowing something, however, my handling skills are not up to snuff for hardtail, and while it's not really all that race conducive, man, it looks like a lot of fun. I have to say its far more utilitarian than the 40 pound monsters i went out with on new years day. i would have to do some shimmy-ing in the bike stable to make some room, but i've been meaning to thin the heard some anyhow, so we'll see if i can make enough room for this beast.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

im not using that as the title. How about, ride bikes more, read comics more?


Ride a bike? Quench your thrist and save @meltdowncomics


I dunno if this is gonna work like i think it should, mostly because i'm a caveman and bluntly strike the keyboard with my club, whilst listening to EPMD or Immortal. Because of the aforementioned, im gonna post a pic using my own methods, and not with the methods of simply pressing the "share" button on the meltdown site. If you want to know more about the picture, click on the link. This is going to be kind of a tirade, so get comfy if you plan on reading the whole thing.

This advertisement has 3 points in it i will be addressing individually. These 3 points add up to one concept that is awesome. (1!) ride a bike (2!) to a comic book store (3!) get rewarded/help an extremely noble cause.

First, ride a bike. This is what i'm talking about. Not go with a group, not race, not put on by some trendspeed fixie co-op. Ride. A. Bike. Cruiser? Great. Clapped out nishiki? Awesome. 42 pound motorcycle without an engine that will most likely kill you pedaling uphill. Rad. The bike is such an awesome invention and can benefit just about anybody across the board on an extremely wide spectrum that includes health, environmental improvement, and finance. I'm sorry, if you dont enjoy a good old fasioned bike ride, or dont think a bike can do anything for you, well, maybe you should give it a try. Not willing to give it a try? Grab a ticket and stand in line with the rest of the walking dead that refuse to think outside the box.

Second, comic book store. Brick and freaking mortar. Know where you can get a price better than 10 percent off? teh interwebz! Yes, that's right, you know what else this includes? FREAKING EVERYTHING! Now, am i saying shopping online is bad? No, i do it a couple times a month. Easy. However, i do try to make sure it is an item that is not offered by an actual person with an actual pulse that will actually force me to (.gasp.) interact with another flesh and blood human being. Now, maybe working at a bike shop i am extra sensitive towards this, because it astounds me how people's logic works in this department. I go online. I buy a bike. I take it to somebody who knows what they are doing to put it together. I dont know a freaking thing about it, including weather or not it will fit me or the necessary maintenance that it WILL (YES WILL) need. I break bike (probably because it was a bargain basement piece of crap). I take it to people who assembled it. The bike is either worthless or needs extra money thrown at it to fix it to the tune of at very least 55 bones. That slaps on an extra 120 dollars on top of the cost of the bike (65 to assemble it). Plus shipping. Plus future cost of maintenance. Lamesville. That's the lower end of the spectrum. The high end stuff gets super lame. I could literally go on for hours, but i will round it off with a little anecdote my pops told me. One time when he was first beginning to apprentice as a pipe fitter under my grandpa, the only thing you needed as an apprentice was a pipe wrench. My dad got a bargain basement wrench, not sure where from. His dad took the wrench and said "Where did you get this? How much did it cost you?" My dad explained that it was a bargain. Gramps said to him "Yeah, well whoever sold it to you probably didnt tell you, on this job, we can't afford to work with a bargain..." and he pitched the wrench. I really wish i would have gotten to know my grandpa.

Third. Help a noble cause, get rewarded for doing the right thing. I think people should be more conscious of what they buy/support. My sister in law told me that a fairly liberal area of lawrence boycotted a starbucks because they felt it was choking the business out of the 3 (yeah, i counted) nearby local coffee shops. It should also be mentioned that there was a GAP within a stones throw. Look, you vote with dollars and cents. If people PREFER starbucks, they're gonna go to where they think the product is better. I worked at a coffee shop in a town FULL TO THE BRIM (pun totally intended) with coffee shops including no less than 7 starbucks in a 4 mile radius. We've been out doing them, and Stell would out do 8 more in a 2 mile radius. Know why? The product is way better, also, see the second point. What bugs me is, the GAP went in, and nobody gave a crap. Ok, a coffee shop that is threatening 3 other local shops, or a place that gets clothes sewn by 4 year olds who get paid with a cool dip in the pool after their 19 hour shift. I'm going to go ahead and support the former over the latter.

Still on the third. This particular flyer gives the rider/comic reader a free tibetan tea. Now, i dunno if free tibet tea is a play on words for the free tibet movement, but im going to assume it is. What happened to the tibetan people sucks. Somebody should fight for them. Taking something that isn't yours and just saying "that's the way it goes" cuz you're bigger, sucks and it isn't right. Let me also say i can't put my mind on this plane because i would never be in that position. If somebody came to my apartment complex and said it was taken over by the local governmental municipality, i'd say very simply "Nope." If they came back, i would probably be taken out and shot as an example, like many people in tibet probably were. Death really is not that big a deal. Everybody dies. Everybody so far at least. If somebody said, you can live, but it will have to be on your knees as a victim, again, i would say "Nope." After my death, i would hope people would help those other victimized in my apartment complex, and fight to get it back to the way it was, however, i would definitely not be around to see how it panned out for them. I've lived a good life, if death came for me tonight, i could make peace with that.

Monday, January 4, 2010

And the new sorcerer supreme is....

YOURS MUTHA EFFIN TRULY!!!!


SNUGGIE FTW!!!!!

Lemme see if i can quote my somewhat disappointed sounding wife. Pretty sure it went something like, "O.K. Here's the deal with the snuggie, you have to fold it and keep it behind the couch when you not us....you know you really DO look like a wizard...."

If santa was in the room, i would cast a spell of 1000 screaming torments on his fat ass. In your mother-effing face santa! You and your bitch ass reindeer! Any time you want to have a plague of bleeding eye-sockets just come on back!

SNUGGIE! SNUGGIE! SNUGGIE!

Friday, January 1, 2010

one of these things just doesn't belong here

Here's a pic of me from our epic mtb trip today, the first day of the new decade. I think i was trying to make my best "oh shit" face while skidding my rear tire and white knuckling the breaks. That was before i actually HAD to do some of that, no acting required



totally sweet trip. There were 2 highschool kids, who apparently have no respect for fixed gear riding. I derive this mostly from the fact that one of them said, "i actually had respect for you before you told me you ride a fixed gear..." (edit: i dunno if the ellipses is correct, but it's too late to call freeman, the grammar nazi to get confirmation. Maybe i could trade some of my skills as a butler to him and he could just type it for me as i fan him with a palm frawn and feed him grapes one-at-a-time) Also making the list of invitees was Shannon, Jon, Dusty (a.k.a. Dirt McGirt), Dusty's friend Jon, and Dusty's other friend, who's name is not important enough to remember. 8 Total.

Here's a list of the bikes on the trip:
  • 8 inch travel full suspension DH bike
  • See above
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  • 5 inch travel full suspension XC/Trail bike
  • See above
  • Hardtail 29" singlespeed
Awesome, as per the reference in the title. Got semi-lost and i lost my cool a bit at the possibility of not making a 2:30 hair appointment and having belated Xmas celebration with mom. All worked out. Got to where i needed to be no sweat and right on schedule. Except for the sweat part. I was sweating like a fat white man at an office party dance-off.

Also some people got ticks. I didn't. Pretty sure if i got one that would be the end of mountain biking as we know it for yours truly. It also might be the end of life as we know it for yours truly. I think my freshly shorn gams might have been the difference, as i was the only part-homosexual on the ride.