Chances are better than good that I will end up on a normal, not exploding one filled with non-rappers, and squished in between a fat mouth breather and a crying infant.
‘Cause that’s how I roll.
“But where are you going?” you probably didn’t ask. The answer to that is to the Southern part of California where I will be punking the hell out with my friends who some might recall from last Year’s Underbike party, O ZORN! and Seattle’s purveyors of loudness, Zeke, who will be celebrating their twentieth year of snapping necks and cashing checks;
Friends in Southern California who might be interested in these festivities should come through, because it will assuredly be one for the ages.
Of course this means Monday’s post will be happening on Wednesday, and Wednesday’s post will be happening on Friday, but I don’t suspect that any of y’all care too much about that anyway, so I’m safe.
Rest assured, that assuming I don’t wind up kidnapped by a murder cult from Tijuana, or go to prison for recently hacking into NASA’s computer systems and making the Mars Rover do my bidding;
-I will eventually return with tales to amuse and delight.
Until that time however, I’ll do my worst with what little time we have left.
First up it was via The Blockhouse Roll, I came into possession of the following photo of one Eugene Paul Oberpriller and Joseph Trent Parkin (H.N.H.) duking it out sometime in the early 90s, back when I was just a toddler;
Now that I am twenty five years old, and have a fully developed appreciation for these two individuals, catching a glimpse of them when they were in their fighting form filled me with a sensation not unlike that of joy.
Another thing that passed across my desk that made me smile was the following email from Grant;
It seems as though Grant’s Young’un and I already have some things in common.
A bit of info that folks in and around the Bay Area might appreciate is this demo day happening at the San Francyclo bicycle shop this coming Sunday;
There will be demo-able bikes by the likes of Swobo, Volagi, Yuba and Currie Tech.
I honestly have no idea what Yuba or Currie Tech are, but they’ll all have bikes and whatever for your riding and whatevering pleasure.
And lastly, a few days ago I shared a sneak peek of the newest run of AHTBM cycling caps made for me by the one and only, and insanely hard to track down, Chuey Brand. These are the sixth style of cap that Chuey’s made for me in my nearly three years of independent operation, and I think I’m safe in saying that they are among both Chlöie’s and my favorite thus far;
If you would like to pick one up for yourself, they can be found here, along side last year’s team edition Chuey caps;
-as well as the smashingly cool wool winter caps;
If you get a wild hair and decide to order one up, I promise that I will get it into the post for you just as soon as I safely return to daily operations.