Getting rad is rad.

Steve sent this clip to me Wednesday morning, and for that, I thank him.

Due to a bit of a cluster of a schedule, Friday’s post wont be happening this week, so I wish you all well, and if you are in the Bay Area, please come by for the Bike Snob’s book party.
Assuming the kits arrive today, I will be bringing those for anyone in the greater Bay Area to hand off in person.
If they don’t show up, then it will just be me and an empty bag. Either way, we will have a fine time.
If a random link is what you desire, then from Newt, I offer you This bit of complete awesomeness.
Except for the puppy part. That part was sad.
Now get back to our regularly scheduled program.
Over and out peeps. Until we cross paths again.

Picking it up, laying it down, and picking it up again.

As the dust settles on the start of the week, I find myself in charge of an array of electronic correspondences, and as such will now get cracking on a bit of curation.

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Rock and Rollah.

I’m including the following image for two reasons. The first of which is because as you will soon read, I describe my effort at wringing the holy hell out of the weekend, but the second, and from my perspective, the more important of the two, is because I’m really tired and can’t think of a better way to kick today’s post off.

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Making magic like Doug Henning.

Ritte Racing is pro, and long;

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Ladling out an assortment of varying correspondences.

After Monday’s purge of bottled messages, we’ve almost gotten on top of the pile. One more push, and we should pretty much have ‘er done.

If I had any shirts with sleeves on them, this image would illustrate how I would be rolling them up in preparation to get to work.
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