“Ever since you’ve been riding single speeds, your life has been on a path of self destruction.”

Geno knows this to be true, though in his case the path has never been so fashionable;
Photo by Hurl.

So, if you didn’t notice, the opening photo was shot by Thomas Everstone. He is the nerd-oo-well behind the Cars-R-Coffins empire.
You might remember the old CRC website as the one that had tons of current information if you were to get into your Wayback Machine® and go to the year 2000.
Well, with the direction of Trevor Lettman of Space2Burn, he went and got a bang zooming new site on line with all kinds of bells and whistles and up to date information about both stuff and things.
Bookmark that piece and make return visits often.
You want somemore things to feel good about? I have some right here from Mike;
At Lindsey Wilson College in Columbia, KY the cycling coach of the well awarded team has come up with a symbol to promote awareness to bicycle friendly place. Coach Grigsby has created a symbol that universally would tell cyclists they can come there if they need water, have an emergency, use the phone etc.
It’s simple and helps the cycling team. Can I send u one to help us get this universally recognized symbol out of Columbia, KY and into the world?

Thanks and safe riding,
Mike Hinton”

I like this idea a lot, and I encourage anyone who feels similarly to get in on the cause.
In all honesty, my first thought was to put one on my mail box, and when hapless travelers might would happen by I would throw water balloons at them, but then again, that’s just the kind of friend I am.
You can bet that the fellow featured in this clip that Lucho from Cycling Inquisition sent me might even go so far as to give a needy cyclist a bowl of Possum soup;

Git ‘er done, young Carter. Get ‘er done.
In news not relating to that in the least, it’s my pride to officially announce that the SOPWAMTOS is back and in business;
Not that it ever really went away.
So as I mentioned on Monday, over the weekend I attended the SF Bike Expo. It was late on Friday night, as I was walking home from a vodka soaked soiree at a neighbor’s house, and just after I got hit with an egg from a passing vehicle that I received a text from Souphorse reminding me of my commitment to attend.
After several expletives, I began furiously dismantling my garage in an attempt to find all of the treasures which I could sell for drug money. Five hours later I was on the road to San Francisco with a truck load of bike stuff and dreams of not having a truck load of bike stuff.
Much like last year, when the first few hours of the show was spent looking at this;
this year, I spent quite a bit of time looking at this;
Same shorts, same shoes, different socks.
A benefit of this year’s show however was the occasional suspicious glance from Moth Attack’s Megan;
and Ritte Van Vlaanderen’s resident power lifter Jack Linquist’s Daisy Dukes.
Here Jack is caught mid fist bump with a guy, during which time the conversation went something like, “yeah! You have white plugs and I have black plugs and we share the same optometrist!
I took one spin around the building to see what there was to see, but was dragging ass due to sheer exhaustion, crappy mood and re-established beer haze. Among the spiff that was on display, two items caught my eye;
As impractical as either of them would be for me to own, they both made my heart sing like little else that day.
Eventually Billy, my other table mate, Murphy from Portland Design Works and I parted ways, as I got back on the long and lonesome highway with a slightly lighter load, and a solid ten thousand yard stare.
All in all it was a good day, but I wasn’t really able to process it for another 24 hours.
For me the dark cloud over this event was the absence of the Bike Monkey cyclocrossing athletic pursuit, but both Captain Carlos, and First Lieutenant Greg from said magazine came by and said that not only were they planning to try and organize that event again next year, but that they actually have a couple bashes up their sleeves occurring in the coming weeks;
Greg even sent me a transmission regarding the matter;
As I write this, I am swaddled in much red and black wooly horsepower. I thank you for working with The Wife to get the sizes right. Apparently I’m a 68 extra fat and not a 12 dwarf. Nice work;
Am also writing to let you know we’re once again hosting CX races this year, just because the kids just can’t seem to get enough of them. We’ve got prizes, beer, barriers, bigger barriers, run ups, new venues, new tracks, and, since it’s a Bike Monkey gig, we’ll likely have hellspawn mudblown weather. Oh and cash cash cash. We get 10 or more racers in any category, we award a purse of 10% of said category. Open Pro is minimum $500 for each winning guy and gal, with the overall purse going 5 deep. In other words: cash. If you see fit to post something on the Market about it, I’ll high-five my kid as we read it together over breakfast. It’s our 5:30 AM tradition, after all.
Hope you get yours soon,

I assume by ‘get yours soon’ he was referring to the Bandit jersey, and not my comeuppance, both of which I have in spades.
On other topics, every now and again (see: frequently) I get tired of hearing my own voice. This means that I am sure you must have a long time ago. To remedy this, I offer the following.
Every time this video is played right now and the viewer gets up and dances, an angel will surely get their wings.
Don’t neglect the volume knob;

Single speeding might lead you on a path of self destruction, but dancing like nobody’s watching never will.

Spread this like it's sick

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5 Responses to ““Ever since you’ve been riding single speeds, your life has been on a path of self destruction.””

  1. Colin November 16, 2011 at 9:13 am #

    The Black Keys? Really?

  2. fat November 16, 2011 at 11:38 am #

    I noticed you have an All Hail the Black market jersey in the box in one of your pictures…do you have a medium or large you want to sell?

  3. Stevil November 16, 2011 at 12:29 pm #

    Fat, that photo was from last year, so I don’t have those jerseys any longer. I’ll eventually do another run of that kit though, and Colin, yes.

  4. Benjamin November 16, 2011 at 3:08 pm #

    Who’s in the office at 28 seconds? Is that a Stevil cameo?

  5. nowheels November 17, 2011 at 12:03 am #

    unsolicited logo critique:
    make the wheels eyes. that’d say friendly — without say’n it