‘Hey, hoe’ or ‘arybody’s got they own kind of perspective’

While I enjoy a myriad of life’s gifts (finding money on the ground, Dutch prostitutes, and sitting in my meditation pyramid) one thing I am increasingly becoming fond of is spotting AHTBM goods in the wild. Considering the fact that I rarely leave the house, this occurrence would be an impossibility were it not for the kindness of others.

Between bouts of blowing off his dangly bits this past weekend, Captain Dave shot the following photo from amidst the crowd at a free musical extravaganza in Portland;
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Of course the individual to whom I am referring is the fellow on the right side of your screen standing beneath the majesty of the increasingly popular AHTBM cycling chapeau. Upon closer inspection however, I came to realize that this individual is actually the esteemed wizard behind Bunnyhawk Studios.

Ironically, the first time I ever crossed paths with him was at a different Red Fang show in Oakland, where I was drunkenly egging on the fury of a young woman who was livid about the fact that while standing in the middle of the crowd in front of the stage, anyone would have the nerve to make any sort of physical contact with her.
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*Editor’s note. I was wrong. This is not the grumpy lady, but rather the Wizard’s better half. Please make a mental note of this correction. Thank you.*

If you care to watch, the end of this video was the exact moment when that photo was taken;

Ironically, or possibly not, the fellow standing directly to her left is once again the previously mentioned Wizard.

Rumor has it that he travels in one of the band’s guitar cases.

While pissed off girls, and loud rock music have very little to do with my next point, it is slightly reminiscent of two photos I came across recently while biding my time on Flickr. This first lovely photo of the Two Wheeled Lady;
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And the second photo of her, having the first photo taken, that was caught by frame builder extraordinaire, Josh Muir;
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Of course this also makes me think of the recent photos I posted of Simon taking the plunge;
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And the photo that GenO took of me taking the photo of Simon taking the plunge;
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Which brings us back to the first photo in this post, and an entirely different perspective of the Wizard;
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It’s like the many views of the Kennedy assassination.

In other news entirely, while avoiding explosions, and drunk people, and drunk people making explosions the other day, I retreated into the safe confines of a nearby independently owned bookstore to look at magazines, only to be accosted by this;
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For the sake of honesty, I did open it up and flip through the pages to see just what the hell was going on, but was overwhelmed with a sense of apathy and immediately put it back on the shelf. As I mentioned to Greg from Mud and Cowbells after posting the photo, “25 year olds with chest tattoos and poetry go together like renaming BMX tricks and a false sense of self importance.”

Boom. Check and mate, Gilligan. Time to take your whip back to the U.S.S. Minnow and eat a coconut.

In a round about set of coincidences, the same day I shipped out the first run of kits, 685 began shipping out his latest creation, ‘the Muststash’. For those who have followed the blog from the Swobo days, you might remember me mentioning something about playing around with a very early stage prototype of this, and now that he has worked out the kinks, they are ready to be consumed;
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As I’ve said before, I tend to not partake of the safety meetings, but for those of you who might, this is a pretty brilliant piece for your arsenal. Each unit comes with an individual serial number chosen either at random, or by you. I picked the obvious;
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They come with a series of o-rings and are machined with grooves of different depths so that each unit can be customizable to fit whatever inner diameter your particular handlebars happen to have;
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It just so happened that between the o-rings that came on it, and the tape in my bars, my Muststash fits snug as a bug in my moustache. These run $42.00 a piece, and are available directly through the Pentabike website.

Now, in closing and as a tip of the hat to my friends at Easton Cycling, in honor of this year’s Tour Day France, they have teamed up with Cycling News to bring you 21 days of free wheels. All you have to do is sign up and follow the tour and each day that passes, you get a new chance at winning a set of Easton wheels.

While hanging around at the Easton H.Q. recently, my inside man there said they are set to give away over $20, 000 worth of wheels.

That, my friends, doesn’t suck.

Unless you don’t like bike racing, or really nice wheel sets being handed to you.

I suppose like we’ve touched on in a majority of today’s post, it all boils down to perspective.
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15 Responses to “‘Hey, hoe’ or ‘arybody’s got they own kind of perspective’”

  1. Monkeygrips July 6, 2010 at 6:52 am #

    never before has a shark been jumped so handsomely whilst ticking all boxes

  2. Robert July 6, 2010 at 7:30 am #

    You were obviously drunk at that Red Fang show (shocker). That is actually my wife and she was just rocking too hard, not mad. You were egging on two totally different ladies. I’m pretty sure they gave up on you and went to the back.

  3. Stevil July 6, 2010 at 7:47 am #

    Your wife was my second guess. More than egging, I was trying to protect. I’m a protector.

  4. pedalman July 6, 2010 at 7:54 am #

    If any of you ‘homo’s’ touch me or my stuff at the Red Fang show, I’ll Kill You!

  5. Wu10 July 6, 2010 at 9:23 am #

    Woohoo Fixies Brah! I liked it better when it was just a MNPLS/SANFRAN/NEWYORK thing…

  6. Jane July 6, 2010 at 2:58 pm #

    Dude! I’m internets famous on AHTBM, except you tagged me as a stupid chick who didn’t like bodily contact, when I’m actually the chick who is all about bodily contact and prolly also pissed off the “I’M SO MAD” chicks! Dude, you need to retag that photo to say “I’M SO METAL”! I’m throwing up metal arm in the front row for crying out loud! \m/

  7. Andy Reimer July 6, 2010 at 3:46 pm #

    “That, my friends, doesn’t suck.
    Unless you don’t like bike racing, or really nice wheel sets being handed to you.”
    It might also suck if you reside in any of these places:
    Belgium, Norway, Sweden, India, Rhode Island, New York, Florida and Puerto Rico, New South Wales (Australia) and any country embargoed by the United States.
    How that list got compiled is a mystery for Easton and Cycling News lawyers.

  8. Chris July 6, 2010 at 4:13 pm #

    Hey Stevil next time Loudass orders something double it because I think he’s one of the few cyclists that is larger than me and like him I’m good for it. Unless he’s buying a Norcal condo or house which I think I could cover the mailbox, maybe.

  9. Robert July 7, 2010 at 11:41 am #

    Yet ANOTHER perspective.
    http://twitpic.com/22jjsc
    I’m not sure how many bullets hit.

  10. Loudass, Esq. July 8, 2010 at 10:02 am #

    In my experience, Voler has misguided concept of the term “XXXL”, but the AHTBM jerseys actually fit good.
    http://www.flickr.com/photos/dflbrad/4758216347/

  11. JP July 8, 2010 at 3:11 pm #

    OK, I guess I do need to take some anger management classes, cuz that magazine cover makes me want to run out into Pearl Street and punch a hipster in the neck!

  12. Bluenoser July 10, 2010 at 3:45 pm #

    Stevil,
    I know your boy Bunnyhawk is a great guy. I respect that he rides great distances and cooks great food. I know that you also want to sell caps… but Stevil, you boys are breakin’ the rules here.
    Rule 22:
    Cycling caps can be worn under helmets, but never when not riding, no matter how hip you think you look. This will render one a douche, and should result in public berating or beating. The only time it is acceptable to wear a cycling cap is while directly engaged in cycling activities and while clad in cycling kit. This includes activities taking place prior to and immediately after the ride such as machine tuning and tire pumping. Also included are cafe appearances for pre-ride espressi and post-ride pub appearances for body-refueling ales (provided said pub has sunny, outdoor patio – do not stray inside a pub wearing kit or risk being ceremoniously beaten by leather-clad biker chicks). Under these conditions, having your cap skull-side tipped jauntily at a rakish angle is, one might say, de rigueur. All good things must be taken in measure, however, and as such it is critical that we let sanity and good taste prevail: as long as the first sip of the relevant caffeine or hop-based beverage is taken whilst beads of sweat, snow, or rain are still evident on one’s brow then it is legitimate for the cap to be worn. However, once all that remains in the cranial furrows is salt, it is then time to shower, throw on some suitable après-ride attire (a woollen Molteni Arcore training top circa ’73 comes to mind) and return to the bar, folded copy of pastel-coloured news publication in hand, ready for formal fluid replacement. It is also helpful if you are a Giant of the Road, as demonstrated here, rather than a giant douchebag. 4
    Sorry, them’s the facts.
    -B

  13. Mary July 11, 2010 at 5:59 pm #

    I understand the feeling, JP, but it looks like someone beat you to his left eye?
    (No pun intended.)

  14. Robert July 13, 2010 at 3:02 pm #

    Rules are for chumps.
    But I’ll have you know that I rode to the show, partied at said show, then rode around Portland before watching fireworks, watched said fireworks, then rode to a strip club.
    I’ll wear the damn hat wherever I want to.

  15. Bluenoser July 16, 2010 at 8:05 pm #

    Noted Robert,
    I stand corrected.
    -B