Whatever- As you read these words, I’ve just polished a bit of the turd that is the interior of my camper box. (I asked the guy if he had a stain the same color as the blood of my enemies);
And I’m back on the road for a spell to go hopefully not get murdered in the green triangle;
When the going gets tough, the tough run to the woods.
Anyway, if I end up vanishing, as so many people do, sell my bikes and hire Rocket From The Crypt to play a party.
In the event that I don’t die, I have a couple of pretty exciting developments that one to fifteen of this here readership might find of interest to share with me upon my return.
Firstly, after a long wait, the AHTBM Dark Deals shirts have finally landed, and have been shipped off to all who placed a pre-order;
I have a few remaining sizes in the store, but will be getting another short run of them in the coming days.
Another thing I’ve plum run out of, but have just gotten a whole new order of is the L/XL Black Sole socks;
I just keep ordering these, because I love them so much, they’re all I want to wear.
If nobody else wants them, then all this means is I don’t have to do laundry for the next 120 days. (Probably a few more if I spend my time wearing flips flops, which isn’t likely.)
Finally, a thing I’m extra, extra excited about was inspired my a message I received from someone saying they’d lost their old AHTBM cycling cap. Since Chuey moved back to Philly, and as far as I know, isn’t spending much time making caps these days, I was in a bit of a bind. Then, I began looking through my own collection of caps, and V8 slapped my forehead when I realized Dave up there at Seattle’s Atomic Cycle Works has sent me a number of caps over the years that I absolutely adore;
Well, after a bit of backs and forth, we struck a deal in which he’d bang me out a bunch of caps emblazoned with Brado’s Venom logo he did for me a few years ago;
(Also, don’t worry- That’s David’s own hat model. Chlöie is safely in my studio, all her luxurious locks still intact);
Anyway, this order of hats should be landing eventually, and for this I’m real excited.
As the summer temps continue to climb, if the thought of wrapping your dome in a black that’s blacker than black sounds appealing, then all you have to do is wait a spell, and you can pull that trigger soon.
If you happen to be the proud owner of one of the renowned Blue Collar Bikes jerseys of a similar steeze, then there’s nothing more that I can teach you about high fashion;
You know- Blue Collar is more than just a grumpy fire plug of a man grinding out bikes in a dimly lit shop while teams of rescue Pitties dance around his feet…. And it’s more than just bikes that fit you like the comfiest glove you’ve ever worn.