Its not like youre signing away your soul or anything.
This weekend the trails in Marin were all abuzz about the previously mentioned trail booby traps, then lo and behold, what should arrive in the inbox but the following petition...
You know, we dont know if this will make an impact, but then again, we do know that folks calling out for a change in numbers sometimes does.
Personally, Ive not spent a great deal of time riding a bike in Chicago, but after Oprah Whinfrey got hit by a cyclist a few years ago and then began a short lived campaign to ban bikes from the downtown streets, I did my part to make my voice heard, because I know that the bureaucratic process is a slippery slope where money talks and the bullshit tends to walk. If you take a second and help out the trail access issue, well buy you a spritzer.
Clicky and signy.
Next up, a trailer for 'It came From Detroit'.
Anybody got a copy they could lend?
Mick Collins is my hero, and I Loooovvvve The Dirtbombs.
Thirdly, we now present you with the winner of the, 'Oh good god, I cant believe you got that tattoo' competition.
Id rather have a tattoo of a giant joint next to a bongo drum.
At least hers is symmetrical.
Speaking of tattoos, the ruggedly handsome Troy Denning, and his lovely wife Jessee Lee have this here art gallery and tattoo studio in New York City that goes by the name Invisible NYC. As usual, Im a day late and a dollar short in mentioning that their reception for Damion Silvers new work was this past Thursday, but the show will be up for a month or so, so if you find yourself in the neighborhood, stick your head in and check it out.
Comments
I do believe that what you see in her back pocket is not actually a bandana but a lock on her oh-so-cool, hip-slung bike chain.
But she still may be into water sports even if it's not a yellow bandana.
Posted by: marian | March 23, 2007 08:18 AM
yes green fanny pack. and the girl rider has a yellow bandana in her back pocket. shes into water sports.
Posted by: modo | March 22, 2007 06:52 PM
Yo, I'm putting brakes and gears on all my fixies and zip tyin' a shotgun to the toptube when I head out to poach trails from here on out.
Fuck a bunch of "hug life".
Posted by: big jonny | March 20, 2007 08:47 PM
Fanny packs are coming back into style.
Don't laugh, check out the dude in the the tat. Green fanny pack. For life.
And don't fucking call it a "hip pack" you hipster gutter punks. It's a fanny pack and if you've got problems with saying the word "fanny" don't fucking wear a fanny pack.
Yeah, I ride with a fanny pack and I'm fucking proud of it.
Posted by: marian | March 20, 2007 06:31 AM
that marin thing is bullshit. the "booby traps" are not difficult to get around, and if you don't know the trail, don't have lights, and aren't ready for some danger while riding a steep illegal trail when the sun it going down, then AT LEAST KEEP IT OFF THE FRONT PAGE OF THE FUCKING CHRONICLE. Thats the result I saw: one group bitches (and had jumped to lots of conclusions that it was like the VC out to get them) and a formerly low-key trail to poach is on the front page of San Francisco's paper. Nice going. Next time, go around the boulder. I'd rather poach than get one legal singletrack built and that become the excuse to close everything forever. Biker-only trails is not the answer. All access trails that suck to do anything but bike on them are the way to go!
Posted by: joeg | March 20, 2007 03:10 AM