actually from gravel
i descend better buzzed... but even endrunculated i can't corner at 15 degrees off horizontal on gravel. as a friend said, "thank god the mustache was unharmed"
Saturday, May 16, 2009
road rash
actually from gravel
i descend better buzzed... but even endrunculated i can't corner at 15 degrees off horizontal on gravel. as a friend said, "thank god the mustache was unharmed"
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
1 flat stomach rule: BACON AND RAISINS
I observe with great pleasure that the bulk of B & R visitors no longer come here searching for the Copperopolis race; instead most of you googled "bacon and raisins," and you're getting your just deserts as you read this. It's not like you got here because you only had an unusual meat/fruit combination in your fridge and you needed a recipe; you can't possibly look for bacon and raisins and not want this shit. It's like that crummy armpit-smelling vegan place downtown that's actually the weed spot, and you order a steak and the guy brings you a bag. You ask for meat and fruit, this is what you get:
Goodnight and good luck.
Goodnight and good luck.
Monday, May 4, 2009
bacon punk'd
It's been a big bummer all round at Team BREDSkwad Top Secret Headquarters this past week. Baby done left me (temporarily), transpo to the race bailed on me (I was so set for a mid pack place too), and it rained over the weekend. I want a refund.
On the other hand, things are looking up. A list, for your perusal:
1. The long-dormant Carnival of Hate, once the most poorly attended ride on the East Coast, is rumbling in its lair, preparing to emerge as the California Carnival of Distaste (hate is strongly discouraged on the Left Coast, so we're starting small-time).
2. It's birthday season again, and there's only one vaccine: beer rides. Fortunately I hit the local Cycling Nutrition Boutique (Rite-Aid) and grabbed multitudinous cans of Bugles Lube:
3. Just when you thought he couldn't contribute more to our society, it turns out that Michael Jackson, who is basically the only reason anyone moves to California, not only had all the freshest moves beaten into him before I was born, but also holds a honest-to-goodness United States patent! Merciful heavens but it makes you feel small. Bonus points if you figure out the patent from watching the video it was used in:
Now get lost.
On the other hand, things are looking up. A list, for your perusal:
1. The long-dormant Carnival of Hate, once the most poorly attended ride on the East Coast, is rumbling in its lair, preparing to emerge as the California Carnival of Distaste (hate is strongly discouraged on the Left Coast, so we're starting small-time).
2. It's birthday season again, and there's only one vaccine: beer rides. Fortunately I hit the local Cycling Nutrition Boutique (Rite-Aid) and grabbed multitudinous cans of Bugles Lube:
3. Just when you thought he couldn't contribute more to our society, it turns out that Michael Jackson, who is basically the only reason anyone moves to California, not only had all the freshest moves beaten into him before I was born, but also holds a honest-to-goodness United States patent! Merciful heavens but it makes you feel small. Bonus points if you figure out the patent from watching the video it was used in:
Now get lost.
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