Right out of the gate, The Carver Of Slayer notified me that there is a very special boy out there, who needs our help to realize his dream;
That’s right. He would like you to give him money so he can run a blog.
This should be insulting to you for a number of reasons. The first being that bloggers (myself included) are nothing but a bunch of know-it-all hack wannabe writers who can’t cut it in the actual world of journalism/publishing, so they while away their hours pretending to be authorities on all manner of topics, when it’s all just information they glommed off of some forum or another, random uninteresting experiences, or worse, just their woefully uneducated opinion.
Yeah, what he said.
Now far be it from me to interrupt another person’s inspiration or means of making a living. Certainly if the concept described above piques your interest, and is something you’d pay for, by all means, support away. And I see the contradiction you hear me making, for without the advertisers on my site, I would just have The Market helping me keep the lights on. I suppose a primary difference is that I sing for my supper with the advertisers and have whored myself out to the nth degree in whatever way they need me to.
I never expected the public to help me move out of my parent’s basement, but I suppose if you don’t ask, you don’t get.
Speaking of stuff in The Market, initial reports have started to trickle in that the pre-orders for the 2013 kit are beginning to land. Why, I even received the selection of goods I ordered, and as always, Voler absolutely slayed it, delivering what is in my humble opinion, the best looking Black Market kit to date;
If by chance you didn’t get in on the pre-order, (both the 2102 and 2013) jerseys are and will continue to be available through the Voler/AHTBM partner page.
And while we’re on the topic of astonishingly attractive kits, Jeff from Maximo Supremo residents, All City Bikecycles got in touch last week with the announcement that they have released their latest woolies;
I can only assume given that this past Monday was Sir Burton Leon Reynolds’s birthday, the pose that Jeff struck was in tribute;
I would also assume that just before the photo of Jeff was taken that he drank seventy-seven cans of Coors in The Bandit’s name.
Or maybe I was the only one who did that.
Finally, I got late word that another resident of the Maximo Supremo, Cedar Cycling has just released their latest effort. Cedar proprietor Jeremy elaborated;
So we made some merino tees – and of course didn’t bother to tell any of our interweblog friends in advance.
Can we get some words from you on your word-page when you get a chance about them?
I can do that. I know nothing of these t-shirts, but the Cedar jersey I’m quite familiar with. If the wool is sourced from the same place, and they are using the same sew shop just a stone’s throw from my house, both of which I assume to be, then I would have nothing but positive words about this item.
Might you find yourself in the market for a stink proof t-shirt, or you live in Portland and don’t have enough pink in your wardrobe (seriously, what the hell happened to that city?), then look no further than Cedar. Nice fellas, great product, made with humanely procured wool and sewn right here in the U.S. of A.
Ain’t a damn thing not to love.