I got raptured.

Or maybe I'm running on fumes again and just wish that I did.

I would post up a bunch of info about the Philly Bike Expo if anyone sent me anything but no one did so here we are.

I did get a good video of my pal Topher gaming Amanda K. Bryan at her Industry 9 booth which has given me immense amount of joy, and was probably more important than anything else that happened over the course of the weekend anyway.

Here's a set of screen grabs just so you too can relish in her defeat as I have;

I do love Topher's delirium in the wake of our victory as well.

For the uninitiated, 'The Game' (also sometimes known as 'Lunch Punch') is an activity Joe Fish taught me when we worked at Santa Cruz Bikes together in which you knock shit out of your friends' hands, but mind you, there are some rules.

If you knock a full can of beer out of your friend's hand, it's on you to replace it. If you knock a half beer out of their hands, that's their fault for not being attentive. My pal Greg (who called it 'Lunch Punch') said if you put a napkin on top of whatever you're holding, you're immune and therefore cannot be hassled.

Many years ago I brought it to a Kona Bikes launch, (where I first met and taught Amanda The Game), and it's spread like a virus ever since.

Take this information into the world and do with it what you will.

Now then- Let's get on with the show.

Here we are at the head of the week, and as per the usual, I'm working with minimal sleep over the last three days. I have taken on new responsibilities at my local dark bar. Having run the door duties for the last number of years, the time finally came to graduate and now I run door duties in the back, and am also serving from my own little Weenie Hut Junior;

I can promise you I'll get your drink order correct, but I can't promise that I'll compute the transaction in my head correctly because as I've said a number of times, I didn't go to art school because I'm good at math.

Anyway, the bar will be open Friday and Saturday through the foreseeable future, or at least until it gets cold again next fall.

Moving on I would like to post this photo I found some weeks ago that J. Grant Brittain shot of a young Anthony Hawk playing atop a curbed bank at some point in the very early 80s;

I have a number of old issues of Skateboarder and Action Now! magazines as well as early issues of Thrasher and periodically I'll stumble across shots like this that I love, that just seem to harken back to a simpler time. 

Speaking of which, ifin you have a notion for such a thing, here's a bit you might like to care about. The JGB of the BMX world is a fella named Bill Batchelor and he currently has a book available with photos like the following rare offering of Mike Dominquez on dirt in 1894;

Or this classic one which I'd always thought was a Bob Osborn photo of Dave Vanderspek endo-ing on the very perilous edge of Upland's combi bowl in 1985;

Get one now or hold your peace at least until the next time I have them in stock.

Lastly, here's a video Robot sent me which I was gonna use as a 'One For The Weekend' but decided it was better used in a post;

I hadn't put up any 'art that doesn't suck' for a spell, so it checks all of those boxes.

I like that little doc a real lot.

Anyway, now with today's post done and dusted, and with the notion of Robot still fresh on our minds, here's a very brand new episode of Revolting, in which we actually talk about bikes;

Youre welcome, or something.

It's likely enough to make you wish you were raptured too.