Ive been getting alot of milage out of this one that Joi sent on.

On to more thoughts about pets-
Denzel hasnt been catching too much lately, and Captain Morgans been getting all the props, so I thought Id make him a little rock and roll back drop.

The following flyer has been burning a hole in my desktop for weeks, and the time to drop it is now.
Get your bike, get your bag, get your lock, get the hell to it.

And yet another happening. This time in our own backyard, raising food stuffs for the folks who need it. Race your bike for a good cause, AND perhaps score some new Swobo stuff? Sounds like a good idea to us...

I went by to see some old friends at FTW Tattoo this past weekend, and many Chiladas later, I found myself emblazoned with the mark of the beast..er, I mean 685.
Heres to you buddy...

Michael wrote in with some words to live by.
Number 30- "Never complain about the quality or brand of a free drink."

No duh. Does anyone actually ever do this? A friend of mine used to refer to me as a 'freegan', or an 'oppritunivore'. Rule number one- never look a free horse in the mouth.

Now, while youre burning time on the computer at work, the library, at home, or wherever you find yourself presently,

take some time and check out the work brought to you from the fine folks at Cog Magazine.

Our girl Erin Nicole Brown, occasional photographer for The Bummer Life, and super star to the super stars had some insight on Owen Wilsons recent bike of choice, which he picked up from the shop where she works that goes by the name of Bicycle Habitat.

"So, apparently that photo was taken when he was out on a test ride
last week. he picked up the bike on saturday afternoon.
The day he was there for the test ride, he told John, the sales
guy.. this is the best bike EVER, and then he asked they have these
out in California?
how rad is that!?
x enb"

You dont have to spend much time here to know I think alot of stuff is rad, but that? Thats super rad.
Anybody seen the movie 'Bottle Rocket'?

The Wilson brothers finest work, if I do say so.
Um.., I mean raddest work...

I will now take this opportunity to challenge Mr. Wilson to join us in our upcoming two man team, super-extreme-bionical-retardacious to the max-Folsom relay criterium. Eight (wo)men enter as winners,
six (wo)men exit as non-winners, and sixteen knees will be bloody.
Something tells me Owen aint skeered.

You know another individual who aint skeered?

The Masi Guy. Except perhaps of being crushed by a gigantic pair of panties, but even that were not so sure of.

Ill end with this- El Corpos going over new designs for next spring and fall, and if theres something youd like Swobo to make, or theres a t-shirt design youve been dieing to see happen, etc.- then get ahold of tim@swobo.com and lay the info on the man.

Three legged knickers? Check.

Lederhosen? Check.

Gigantic panties? Check, check.

The world is your oyster, kid. Dare to dream.