Spreading the peas around.

Growing up ins Colorado in the 70s, we didn't always have immediate access to fresh produce, so in an effort to keep our diet well-rounded, my parents would frequently rely on such items as canned spinach, or my least favorite, canned peas. I can remember almost the very day when I figured out (all on my own mind you), how to cheat the system.

If I were to eat the bare minimum necessary (choked down with whatever beverage was available) and then lightly dust my plate with the remnants, to my young mind, this was a perfect crime.

As this tactic applies to today's post however, is only because I don't have a lot to discuss here today and I'm going to try the reverse tactic but spreading out what little I have so as to appear like a lot.

First things first- Did everyone catch World's this weekend? The weather was sufficiently wet enough to make that one off-camber descent look absolutely unnavigable, but also to make the rest of the track fast as hell.

One thing I'd not had the chance to see before this year was Friday's mixed team relay;

Obviously no one was truly pinning it, but it was fun seeing everyone on the course sharpening their elbows.

Then, as Saturday came around, naturally the women's field was stacked with Orange;

Not as a surprise to anyone, but Brand spanked the field, though had it not been for a crash early on, Pieterse might have been able to hold on for silver. As it stood, the top blocks were Brand, Alvarado, and Pieterse in third;Then on Sunday came the men's elite race which everyone likely knew the results of before the starting shot even rang out, but it's still staggering to watch MVDP do what he does best, snagging his 8th Worlds win;

(Photos CX Magazine, Domestique, and Velora respectively.)

As per the linked Domestique piece, though he initially stated that his 8th title would mark his retirement, toying with the notion of pursuing ten is enticing. With an ever-expanding road schedule however, he might take a year off, but isn't saying one way or another.

One thing is for sure, in the event that he opens a potential win to either Del Grosso or Nys (who took silver and bronze), that rivalry would be one for the ages.

Either way, I will continue to root for him. He's a champion of the people.

Moving on to other topics- Axial has recently released their tiniest offering ever with the SCX30;

Their initial offerings in this line were two Jeeps and a Bronco, which I didn't really care about but then they released a classic K-10, which has me thinking thoughts of rampant consumerism;

The SCX30 is just a smidge bigger than the venerable Stomper 4x4 that I've always loved so dearly, and thus far, has garnered all super high marks with the nerds. The only criticism anyone has expressed is that it's a bit on the top heavy side, which likely could be remedied with the addition of weighted knuckles, diff covers, axles;

—Or simply, just a brass skid plate;

In general I tend to always ride with a backpack, and while I've ridden with a SCX24 stashed away in my bag from time to time, but the notion of having something so much smaller is quite appealing to me as it frees up room for an additional jacket, warm hat, or jumbo pack of meat sticks.

Not that I have an additional Benji tucked away in my wallet for such eccentricities, but I don't ever really buy that many groceries anyway.

And speaking of not having money, I would be remiss not to direct any interested parties towards my store, and the batch of new WSRW hoodies.

Here we see it modeled here by one of my favorite humans (and the one who applied the term 'bebop'), Ms. LC;

Show the world that you believe in equal rights and freedom of religion, and bunch up a few panties along the way.

Not specifically relating to that last thing, or the thing that follows, but I thought folks might be interested to see what the bootlickers have cooking for the upcoming sports ball championship;

It would be hilarious if it weren't so epically pathetic.

If you inhale slowly, you can detect the faint scent of rancid shit and abject failure.

That, I think brings us to the end of today's effort, unless I can think of anything additional to include, so lastly, would you like to hear Lee St. Clair's take on our last week's music picks, and whatever else is cotained in the newest episode of the Revolting podcast?

Of could you wouldn't, but pinching your nose and taking a swallow of water will probably make it go down a little easier.