Keepin’ on truckin’.

Wasn’t that directive like, in The Bible or something?

RobertCrumbdoniun, 22:22;

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.

It’s a full blown lifestyle, man, and either you’re with us, or you’re against us, and if you’re against us, then it is thou who it shall be requested to keep on truckin’.

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