‘The power of the afro’ has come up a few times in recent days, most recently when discussing this new video ‘edit‘ that my friends at Kona Bicycles ‘dropped‘ featuring Spencer Paxon and none other than his afroness himself, Mr. Barry Wicks;
I love nearly all disciplines in cycling, but certainly, riding cross country is one that is probably nearest and dearest to my heart.
Furthermore, and not relating to my love of riding a bicycle in the woods, but while I have been perusing the interwebs this week, I took note that the debate between big and small wheeled enthusiasts seems to have recently regained a bit of momentum. I would include the primary link that I came across here, but I was so overwhelmed with apathy, I’m certain I don’t remember where I saw it. Obviously you can type the topic into a search engine, which will generate a similar article like this, that will inevitably send your eyes into a state of glaze, and your mouth into a state of drool.
I was excited however that something so mundane and inconsequential to everyone and everything, everywhere was once again picking up speed, that I publicly declared hope that the Cool Mo Dee/LL Cool J feud might still have a breath of life in it.
That’s like arguing over if Chinese or Italian food is better, or if it’s preferable to be clean cut or let your hairy orb fly;
Clearly the latter of both are better, though the sideburns could probably take a hike.
It was 1992 after all, so most of us had the excuse of not knowing any better.
The fellows in this clip forwarded to me by Handsome Cycles have no such luxury;
Speaking of things that will make you go gay, it was through Sarah that I discovered this list of vaguely homosexual, but most very definitely destructive musical acts.
I had a half a mind to email the curator of said list, a Ms. Donnie Davis (or would that be Mr.? Donnie is a fairly unisexual name, which leads me to the conclusion that Donne is working in cahoots with the devil himself! *Upon further investigation, I’ve come to find out Donnie is a he.*) and offer up a list of random, spontaneously invented bands who, if they existed would most assuredly be spreading nefarious bits of homo-ness all across this great, Christian nation;
A Frayed Not, and their pants tightening and never before released hit “A Razor’s Edge”
The Explorers of Horror
Back Room Blackout
The Table Legs
M.C. Tunnel Vision
The Fuzzy Buddies
And many, many more. It’s like a WHAMCO compilation of the best bands that never existed.
Another thing I’m totally gay for is this bike;
I know I’ve gushed every which way but Tuesday (is that the saying? What the hell does that even mean?) about this bike, and I didn’t think I could love it more until some TRP 8.4s came along and made the bike… Mmmm, like, a thousand times more dreamy;
It was just this past Tuesday when I took it out on a mountain bike styled athletic pursuit, that I realized this might vey well be my go to bike for all seasons and all reasons. As a matter of fact, the only issue I’ve experienced was both hubs completely seizing up after San Francisco’s SSCXWC. A painless bearing swap remedied that situation with quickness, and I have been picking bugs out of my smile ever since.
Now before we part ways, I have a query that was sent to me from Mark;
“I would LOVE to hear your thoughts on this “Elf on the Shelf” craze that is going around these holidays.
I’ve tried to convince my sister that this would be a traumatizing thing to have around my niece and nephew…but she disagrees. She is also a crazy wingbat.”
You know, when I was little, my family had one of those, but he would just come out with the Christmas decorations. It was only a couple of years ago when I finally learned of the game that parents play with their kids and this little elf, wherein he is hidden in a new location every night, and it’s up to the young ones to search him out the following day.
Personally, I like Mark’s version of the game better.
Just as long as he leaves the ‘fro alone.