I give up.

Ok, I’m at a loss. After what arguably has been the most fucked up year of my life (for those who’ve been following along, you know- For the who’ve not, trust me on this one), I’ve found the cherry on the cake. Having spent Friday night roaming the streets (another story altogether), come the middle of Saturday, I was delirious, profoundly sleep deprived, and unsure what to do or where to go. I concluded my nearly 40 hours with no sleep by hanging out at the curb spot, riding my board a little bit, and assessing the situation. Just before packing my bag and making the winding meander back home, in the midst of a failed revert attempt, my rear foot slipped off my board, resulting in an audible pop, signifying that my ACL once again, is more than likely is no more;

Just as it’s been so many times over the last 12 months, just when I thought I was emerging from the woods, I get sucked right back in.

So, to the universe, to the person who’s hexed me, to the whims of fate, or whatever or whoever is in charge, I hereby make a public plea. Please- I’ve had enough. I’ve learned better than at any point in my existence thus far, rock bottom has a basement level. I can’t take it anymore.

Please for all that is good and right, give me a reprieve.

I’m sure there is a lesson to be learned, and I thought I had a handle on at least some semblance of it, until my seizure. At that point I couldn’t tell what the hell was going on, and just as I had sorta gotten back on my feet from that, I have this served up. I can’t leave my house, and even if I could, I can’t drive (on account of the seizure) so I’m locked down in a way I’ve never before known, and wouldn’t wish on anyone.

This is no pitty party, and there is no need to summon a wahmbulance. I’m simply venting, and asking the cosmos for a break. And because at this point, I’m kind out of any other option, dig?

Beyond just complaining to the void, I also began this site so as to be a platform to folks near and far to promote their own complaints, dreams, or general tomfoolery.

Thankfully, Malcolm came through with his own general tomfoolery, albeit at the 11th hour;

Last min, I know. No worries if its too late to get it out on blast. I have a few of your stickers that I will put out too. Small career change has occupied my psyche. We are starting the bandit season with our hill climb, and have some bandit cx planned for the fall.

Here is the link to the event page.

And attached is the flier;

Malcolm T

Oh, wait… Malcom sent me this on the 2nd, which was a Thursday, which is the second of the two days a week I now post, for an event that occurred on Saturday.

I guess changing the posting schedule will have some growing pains, and we just experienced one of them.

Then again, I guess when hitting a bike blog douchebag (same diff) up to promote some cheese a couple days before said even occurs, you get what you pay for.

If you’d like to check out what Team Meow had cooking this past weekend, why then crank up the old Wayback Machine and give it a look-see. If your Wayback Machine is broke, the I guess we’ll just have to rely on Malcom to come through with some post-action action.

Finally, and speaking of sleeping through events- Have any of yinzers heard that there is a SSWC event occurring this fall, and it’s right over (up, down, depending on where you live) there in Bend, Oregon;

Info on the train wreck can be found on their FB page. I hear it’s 100 smackers to enter, which is about 80 smackers more than I’ve ever paid to race a one speed. Even still, they are promising to have a fiasco of a boondoggle, and if that’s something that’s up your wazoo, then sharpen your colored pencils, and throw your hard eared cashola in their general directions.

Hell… I might even make an appearance.

That is of course unless I still can’t walk, in which case, it’ll be from the bottom of my hole I’ll just send a voodoo doll in my absence.

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7 Responses to “I give up.”

  1. N/A August 7, 2018 at 7:03 am #

    Have you considered purchasing one of those padded suits that is used in training guard dogs? Maybe a bubble of some sort? Get well soon, dude

    In other things to keep yer mind occupied, I was perusing the Imgurs this morning and came across some neat artist that does some cool sculptures. No affiliation on my part, just seemed like it is something that you may dig. https://imgur.com/gallery/xDqzgpB

  2. Josh Boggs August 7, 2018 at 7:29 am #

    Wanted to send my regards. Thanks for the stickers that I’ve ordered in the past, and your beautifully wicked art on the outside of the envelope. Your special touch made all the difference. (Where have I heard that before???)

    Chin up. Could be worse. You could be a republican.

    Seriously, though… all my best. I know how it is to go through some shit like this. Almost tougher, mentally. Hang in there.

  3. Nathanael Weller August 7, 2018 at 2:41 pm #

    You don’t give up, your tan lines haven’t even faded.

  4. Zak August 7, 2018 at 4:23 pm #

    I am so sorry, man. I just rode my bike outside for the first time in 12 weeks after completely ripping my hamstring off my ass. AHTBM kept me sane and connected to my life during my weeks of couch time. I appreciate it and hope you heal quick.

  5. Hurben August 7, 2018 at 11:42 pm #

    Hang in there Dude, it could be worse, like losing your job & then promptly being told that you have cancer, trust me, I know..

  6. Aaron Edge August 9, 2018 at 12:12 pm #

    Oh man, a tough handful of months for sure. Chin, and leg, up my man.

  7. Hewhocannotbenamed August 10, 2018 at 12:45 pm #

    I’m going to assume your toenails are painted purple, and that shade isn’t, in fact, the result of multiple hammers being dropped-one by one-upon each toe. That’s the year you’ve had.

    as a side note: the new Yob album just dropped, so you should just bang that for the forseeable future, or until the clouds pass.