Lights! Camera! Achoo!

Before we get on with getting down, I have to throw up a clip that I found via MPLS Jenn in the wee hours of Wednesday morning which is at this point yesterday’s news but it’s still too good not to share. It may be corporate marketing, but it’s corporate marketing that’s won my heart;

In entirely different news, Jim from Vecchio’s Bicicletteria sent me the following article and video clip;

“A bike messenger clip that doesn’t make ’em look like douches.”

From my little corner of the world, and with my history as a messenger as my witness, I have a complete appreciation for Zo. He’s not one who thinks he’s saving the world, or who has some kind of curious god complex, as many of my former compatriots did. He’s just a fellow who loves doing what he does and feels blessed because of it. Good for him, and here’s to hoping that he can continue for as long as it brings a smile to his face.

Say, speaking of people who make a living doing what they love and vice versa , BSNYC aka RTMS, aka Wildcat Rock Machine, aka Bourbon Jack is doing whatever the hell he has been doing these last several weeks, this time in the lovely city of San Francisco.

Not only am I ‘totally riding his jock‘ (which is a hard thing to do and type at the same time) but he is a person whose efforts I appreciate. The Chronicle Books website says that this Saturday at San Francisco’s Rapha boutique (purveyors of fine yak skin clothing) there will be a ride, reading and signing, which I presume will happen all at the same time within the confines of the store.

For the sake of full disclosure I have yet to read, let alone see the new book, but I will be bringing along a suitable substitute for him to sign in its place;

Books about riding bikes and books about making your junk grow are separated by a fine line.

Then for those who care about such things, Jacob Smith and his White Buffalo will be playing that evening Huey Lewis’ bar

Of course due to the fact that I am just a lowly dirtbagbloggerdouche, I will probably simply just be found standing outside with my ear to the door.

Anyway, if you haven’t yet filled your Saturday dance card, there’s some stuff to do.

In news of fallen comrades, Phil got in touch last week with the sad saga regarding a buddy of his who has been dealt a devastating blow;

“On January 17th a dear friend of mine had a run in with a truck while cycling to work. He broke his neck & back. Needless to say he has a long and very expensive road to recovery. Would you mind posting to see if anyone has any spare change they can throw at him? Nick and his family would greatly appreciate it. He wiggled his toes for the first time recently. He’s only been cycling for a year, and was falling madly in love with bikes.”

It’s the least I can do.

If you would like to assist with some of the medical costs, all you gotta do is click this or click that.

Here is to wishing Nick a speedy recovery.

Then, Frank Maguire who is the acting Regional Director in the Mid Atlantic for our own International Mountain Bicycling Association sent me this link a couple of weeks ago. I’ve been sitting on it for a special occasion, which apparently is now;


Why are people impressed with dude-bro-brah’s dressed as American Gladiators riding bikes with springs everywhere when kids like this exist?

FM Esq.”

We all could take a page from that book.

Unlike the opening sequence, there is no drama in Clint’s life and I suspect if an individual like him were to push that ominous, albeit tempting red button, There would be no sirens, or fisticuffs in the street.

Most likely a leaf would simply fall from a nearby tree and flutter gently to the ground.

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16 Responses to “Lights! Camera! Achoo!”

  1. Adam April 13, 2012 at 5:12 am #

    Both Zo and Clint just made my snot-filled, flu-ridden, bike-less week seem a lot, lot better. We need more people like them both in this world.

  2. Nived April 13, 2012 at 5:50 am #

    Europeans know how to Drama..

  3. Ulysses Ronquillo April 13, 2012 at 5:58 am #

    Clearly, the old saying that “youth is wasted on the young” does not hold true for Clint. He’s keeping it simple and keeping it real without becoming a caricature of himself.

    Did he call that dog, Roger?

  4. Caroline April 13, 2012 at 6:11 am #

    Fuck yeah.

  5. Nick April 13, 2012 at 6:18 am #

    CLint would shred Rye Airfield when he was around, he was not a douche. In my days on being too old and still riding a BMX kids bike.

    • Nick April 13, 2012 at 6:19 am #

      I need an edit button.

  6. Gypsy April 13, 2012 at 6:22 am #

    Drama? Zo? Large penises? White Buffalos? Clint? Roger eating a dead bird?

    Best. Post. Ever.

  7. hans April 13, 2012 at 7:15 am #

    That video of Clint Reynolds was very well done.

  8. hellbelly April 13, 2012 at 7:30 am #

    Damn fine post sir! Zo and Clint quietly rule. Thanx for brightening my day with those.

  9. el Presidente April 13, 2012 at 9:35 am #

    Rad. I just wanted to type rad, and the machine said my post was too short, so I will add this- Ruling

  10. b dub April 13, 2012 at 10:06 am #


    That is all.

  11. Virgil Mutha Fuckin Rufus April 13, 2012 at 1:01 pm #

    Have been watching that clip of Clint for the past week and it makes me smile. Wish more people were like that. Zo is awesome and being someone who loves what they do but makes no money at it and is fine with that I love that video.

  12. Frank April 13, 2012 at 6:15 pm #

    I ain’t acting at shit, I’m bona fide!

  13. patricycle April 14, 2012 at 4:47 pm #

    Great post! Don’t miss out on a chance to see the Buffalo, always amazing. I heart so much.

  14. Jim April 14, 2012 at 6:33 pm #

    Wow. That Clint kid is smoooth. I dig his digs, too.

  15. Knuckler April 20, 2012 at 5:32 am #

    Next time I see a giant red button, I’m totally gonna push it.