While the professional side of things is obviously important to running a business, and I accept this without question, a near equal focus of any trip away from home, especially one to a place where all of your friends converge is to ensue in the hijinx.
Which we did in spades.
Of course there was the dirt demo which is where most of the trouble always starts, but we were working, so that youll have to brush up on somewhere else, however there was a full blown UCI cross race with all your favorite superstars in attendance which we showed up to and passed on some dollar primes and liquid refreshment.

Jeremy from American Classic caught this brief miscalculation in dollar placement on film with the deftness of a Pulitzer Prize winner. Appropriately, were pretty sure he was riding for Tonic Fabrications which means he doesnt have any cooties I dont already have and vice versa.

Not only was Big Daves likeness in attendance at our booth, but the man in the flesh was as well. Pat Smith wondered through the booth one day and said dryly, "oh thats Big Dave on that banner? I was wondering why you had a picture of Marvin Gaye up here."

And actually, you know whats really sweet about that shot? The back of the chair makes a perfect what? Thats right- a perfect mustache for our hero.

With 685s blessing, The Sock Guy has begun limited production of the Pentabike sock which will be available through select channels. Email them to get the skinny.

Sean from Soulcraft loaned me his wig, which I promptly lost.
Anybody find a wig laying around, his daddy misses it terribly.

Young Randy Jr. took time out of his busy, busy schedule to come by and show us what it looks like when you drop acid in space.

New daddy Squid, the ambassador for bike messengers world wide rolled through to catch up for a while. Between his appearances on Ellen and what not, its always nice to touch base with our boy.

Here Sky explains to an eager audience that "the hotdog I ate was like, this big."

Anyhow, after a hard days work, we went to the bar and saw a sometimes topless hulahoop girl,

we saw Geno the stunt double and Brad go toe to toe in the Gold Sprints,

We saw DWP rapping and Jessica not buying it.

Back in the salt mines, we saw Hoss whispering sweet nothings to an energy bar,

we saw Holt seeing us seeing him,

we were scolded,

we just said no to crack, but Ill be damned if I didnt really want to put a pencil in there or something..

we were once again reminded why Big dave isnt one youd take home to mother,

Flavio dropped by to serenade us and remind us why hes the Luciano Pavarotti of the bike biz,

and finally, at the end of the show, Richey Redhot came by to prove that hes not to be contended with when it comes to laying down a fat skid anywhere he pleases.

So there you have it folks. A nearly complete rundown of the show this year, with the exception of the following;

1) Carbon fiber comes in every form imaginable.

2) Urban bike lines are going to be made by everybody within three years.

3) Lots more women are involved in the biz or in the culture in general, cause the show used to be retardedly male dominated, and now its evening out a bit.

4) Fuji is now making the appropriately named 'Obey' fixed gear.

5) The upcoming Swobo stuff is so badass, 'badass' should be embroidered on all of it.

6) Corporate giants still dont appreciate it when you place stickers on their bikes with bad words printed on them.

Its almost like you were there, huh?

I Gotta go ride bikes now.