Monday, October 19, 2009

willoughby cx

it wasn't so much of a race as it was a contest to see who could collect the most leaden mud on themselves and their respective bicycles. there is always next time.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

cyclocross race






what a better way to spend a Sunday than shelling out $30 to ride a bike off road until you almost puke... here's some pics from this season first cyclocross race at Wendy park. I did okay, threw my chain twice in the first lap, which set me up to be dead last and then crawled tooth and nail back to just behind the guy I was originally following before my bike malfunctioned just in time for the race to end... Much to my suprise some friends had showed up and poured me a mimosa

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

nothing new to report
recently went to new york
pursuing some internships in Cleveland
cyclo-cross will soon start
read & ride daily

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

boat sail

Daisy cutter and I traveled up and down the verdant shores of lake otsego. Taking on what ever challenge the wind brought us. I with a badly sliced toe and she with a mast held together with duct tape and one triangular sail that sported a few holes and on undefinable moldy black spot. And of course on giant daisy emblem silk screened onto the highest third of the sun faded yellow and orange sail. The clear blue waters were no match for the Mingos and proved the same for the bicycle yellow styrofoam hull. A vessel so far along the asymptotic approach to perfection it would make the likes of Ahab and Captain Hook blush the color of the morning sky before a storm. A craft so fine Odysseus himself dreamt of it during his return across the Aegean.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Ever notice the sets of the office often have a smoking sign in the shot.
I don't smoke and but found this interesting.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

bike noises

creaky chain
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creaky chain
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..*car that passes too close*
creaky chain
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..pop-crack *one spoke down*
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creaky chain pop-crack *two spokes down*
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creaky chain
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pop-crack *three spokes down*
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zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz *as the wheel rubs against the chain stay*
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bep boop beeep beep beep bop bep bop beeep
murm ur mar meh mar mur mur *as I call in late to work*
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the pitter patter of size 10.5 feet walking home

Sunday, March 15, 2009