He for sure narked on his classmates when he was young, and definitely has a sexual assault or two in his closet.
The internet is the greatest communication device humankind has ever known, and it’s full of asshats like Matt saying asshat things.
I can’t even with these rejects.
In happier news, it was in this post that I mentioned Frank quite literally paid me to take his old Crotchety Monkey off his hands. After swapping the million foot long stem and lay back seat post for something more reasonable, (while Frank and I share the same height and inseam, I think his arms are somewhere in the neighborhood of a foot longer than mine), I quite liked the bike’s fit, and took it out for its maiden voyage over the weekend;
I spent the entirety of my one speeding life riding in North Calif. I did some time in Flagstaff, Minneapolis, Colorado, the PNW, etc, but the only time I rode one here was in 1997 at the Padden Pedal race in which I completed five laps against one other single speeder.
After this weekend’s ride not only do I not think I could complete five laps, but I think one might kill me.
It turns out 53 is most definitely not the new 27.
And speaking of being developmentally arrested, I’d like to post Donovan Rice’s new video part, because he’s a nice guy, and a real quality skateboarder;
Over the course of the last few years he’s gone fully off the deep end with a bicycle love affair. He always, and I do mean almost always wants to discuss bike stuff with me, which I refuse to do because it bores me.
But just the same, I’m real proud to be his friend, and I’m real proud of his latest effort.
So, did you know a fella named Robot and I have been doing a podcast for 112 episodes?
It’s called Revolting, and the 113th episode is right here;
In it we talk about music, and I mispronounce words, and Robot probably references flatulence several times… Just more greatness for your week.