"If you can't be pretty, you might as well cause trouble" – Florence King
Posted in biking, Costumes and disguises, Fashion/Sewing stuff, Hercules, Party, Photo entries on Apr 6th, 2011
I’m pretty much ready for the Kansas City Tweed Ride. I’ve got an awesome bike: And now I have an awesome outfit: The outfit has many parts, none of which were originally planned to go together, but all of which actually do. There are three things I didn’t make. 1. Blouse (GAP) 2. Socks (Target) […]
Posted in "Greenie II", Adventures, biking, Party, Utter Silliness on Feb 22nd, 2011
Massive big fun at ChrisGo’s Urban Cyclocross race. My only goal had been to get completely filthy. I pretty much completely ate it in the practice lap, and then collected splashback for the next four laps, so by the time it was all over, I made crunching noises when I moved. Fortunately, those jeans I […]
Posted in Adventures, biking, Party, Playing With Weather on Feb 3rd, 2011
I know Photoshopped lens-flare (and perhaps lens-flare in general) is considered incredibly naff, but I swear this happened by accident, and I don’t care how much of a technical fault it is, I think it looks pretty cool in this context. I was going back through my Flickr account and deleting some crap pictures and […]
Posted in biking, Distractions, Fashion, meta, Utter Silliness, Work/career (vague as to avoid doocing) on Dec 16th, 2010
I was reading the erstwhile blog of Rob Coombes, musician and former astrophysicist, most well known as the keyboard player in Supergrass. He’s an amusing man, and I wish he’d return to his blog – it is a lot of fun. Anyway, what got me going today was another abandoned blog, of which he’d been […]
Posted in Adventures, biking, Oh, for fuck's sake, Utter Silliness, Well I'll Be Darned on Nov 25th, 2010
Last Saturday, I got invited to an exorcism at a liquor store. Well, the exorcism wasn’t at the liquor store; I was at the liquor store when the invitation was extended to me. The exorcism, supposedly, was to take place in this new church in an old warehouse in the West Bottoms. It is a […]
Posted in Adventures, biking, Dumpster Diving, Photo entries on Aug 26th, 2010
Melissa and I were out riding around the other evening and I am so glad my friends are patient with me. “Dude, we’ve gotta stop,” I hollered out. U-turn was pulled, trash was picked. Someone down in Columbus Park was getting rid of some luggage. Most of it was lackluster and grubby, but not this […]
Posted in Adventures, biking on Jun 9th, 2010
This year, I psyched myself out of riding the Dirty Kanza, but since I already had the vacation time approved and I enjoy the whole Dirty Kanza scene, I decided to go along this year as a volunteer and make myself helpful in some way or another. When we got to Emporia, things were already […]
Posted in biking, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, meta, Oh, for fuck's sake, Other Bike Stuff on May 31st, 2010
This is written partly in response to Jacquie Phelan’s recent musings about where women fit into the cycling industry, and partly because I sometimes kick ideas around about my own “place” in the two-wheeled underground. I think part of the problem(s) that both Jacquie and Bike Hugger were addressing (1) (2) (3) stem from how […]
Posted in bike commuting, biking, dumb things I have done, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Oh, for fuck's sake on Jan 16th, 2010
I tell you there’s nothing like a group of cyclists to whip up a tempest in a teapot. The most recent fuss and bother that finally penetrated my protective carapace of “not-giving-a-fuck†is a Facebook kerfuffle centered around a group of disgruntled motorists who just can’t stand sharing the road with cyclists and have therefore […]
Posted in biking, Hercules, huffy, Other Bike Stuff, Photo entries on Dec 31st, 2009
A few years ago, I acquired this old English 3-speed from Brian Chasm. I think I gave him some homebrew for it. He’d picked it up at a yard sale, but for whatever reason he and Hercules didn’t ultimately get along. He said he’d just as soon as I had Hercules so long as I […]