Is it hot in here, or is it just me?
Via Roger Lootine.
After a few sweltering days of eighteen-hour-a-day sweating, and to avoid shooting said sweat all over my computer, I’ve finally snuck away into a climate controlled environment in order to bang out today’s effort.
First of all, have any of yinzers seen this?
It’s like a Baroque painting come to life.
And shares some similarities to the following;
Or this one, which the supremely attentitive among us will remember as the very first ever post on How To Avoid The Bummer Life.
I guess it’s my schtick.
Now then, let’s get into some business. Do you, or someone you know have hands that might fit comfortably into some XS Giro D&D gloves?
Well, then do I have a deal for you.
I have just four pairs of my latest offering in the store now, and will happily ship them to you so fast your head will spin;
I have a new run of all sizes of both the white in the black styles in the pipe now, but there’s no telling when they might land.
Also even though it’s currently a billion degrees everywhere, soon enough the temps will drop, and being snuggly will be the call. When that happens, a WSRW hoodie will be the most snuggliest garment you could hope for;
So having done all of that official business related garbage up, I will reiterate a story I recently posted on the IGs, but will here too, because I feel like it’s somewhat important, not only for the people who read this, but for the people who love the people who read this as well.
Firstly, folks might recall back in 2018 when I got a cancerous mole lopped off my shoulder, and at the time, I thought “well, that’s that.”
Until about a year ago when I was keeping my eye on a flaky little red spot on my right bicep. I went in to get it scooped and biopsied. When the lab results came back, there were still cancer cells present, so I got scooped again;
Which healed like shit;
The scar kinda keloided, and was never not tender. My sweat burned it, which lead me to believe something was still amiss. Wildly, just before recording last week’s episode of Revolting I’d seen my dermatologist, during which time she’d injected the site with steroids, and told me that if it didn’t calm down that we’d need to just cut the whole site out. After hearing that, Immediately I called the office to make an appointment but they weren’t yet open. I went back to sleep for a little while and when I woke up was met with a text messages reminding me that I had an appointment already scheduled for the following day.
I love it when a plan comes together;
Anyway, I ended up getting bumped up in the schedule after a cancelation, and went under the knife in a slightly bigger way just a few days ago;
My point isn’t to show off my cool new battle wound (although, it’s pretty sweet, right?) My point is to note that being the sun babies we all are, a number of us fair skinned Irish types are susceptible to such maladies, and being that skin cancer is A) super fucking deadly, and B) equally fucking treatable, I encourage folks to get themselves checked on a regular, and to not be shy with that sun screen.
I thank you for your time and consideration on this matter.
And speaking of Revolting, I guess I should note that if you wish, we have a brand new episode available to be devoured now;
Because we’re a bike and bike related podcast, today we talk about bike shops, and besides probably everybody, who doesn’t wanna listen to two man-babies talk about that?
Finally I would like to mention that Bellingham’s own Structures Brewing has just released beer brewed especially for Hessian Wheelworks, and to celebrate the day, the weekend found a bevy of dirts doing a bevy of dirtbag things, almost none of which I properly documented;
Being as hot as it was, I could barely think, but in your mind’s eye, imagine a mountain bike ride, a ton of happy boys and girls, beer flowing like water, Red Fang playing live, and all kinds of cool Hessian Wheel Works merch being sold, most notable of which, nearly all of the dirt merkins that we assembled the other day;
If you might want a furry fender for your mountain bike, hit the boys up and make an offer.
Finally in closing I’m going to include the following video which I’ve intended to post forever, but always forget because I’m super important and always doing super important things;
Apparently this film played not so very long ago in a theatre in Portland for what I understand was an extremely enthusiastic audience. Damn their incredible luck.
However, that aside, it certainly does beg the question which I’m sure is on everyone’s minds.
Is it hot in here, or is it just the stunt rock?
Cancer’s a mother dog. Glad you got that taken care of. That track photo is begging for some Stevil hotdog photoshop. My best friend once accidently got “el Kabong’d” by Buddy Guy’s guitar! Cheers!
That movie preview made me pregnant.