Lets get this Friday kicked off right with some art of the non-sucking variety, by the masterful hand of James Jean.

Ashleys always keeping us in touch with the good stuff. If you want to take a peek into what blows my mind, spend some time looking through his collections of sketchbooks.
That chit makes my world go 'round.

Much like taking a trip into an artists studio, you get a glimpse at the process, rather then the finished work, which often times you might find within the sterile confines of a gallery or museum. I dont know what it is about it, but it does, and always has spoken volumes to me.

I just plucked this sickening saga from the DrunkCyclist. All I have to say is that I hope she has a nice stay in the tank, and upon her release, gets sterilized.
And as a cherry on this cake, Id like to extend a very warm welcome to the honorable judge Michael Cruikshank to the hallowed ranks of Friday Hero.
Good looking out, Your Honor.

As I previously mentioned, this past Saturday found me sleeping, cartooning, and sleeping again, which led to me missing a ball of hijinx held in San Francisco. Warpath gave us the break-down, on the get-down;

Sorry this took so long.. It wouldnt be my style if it didnt. Some un/official business before we move along- 'Someone' confused the 'W' on the Swobo Heresy jersey with an 'M' and awarded the overall winner with not only a great photo op, but also a jersey of the wrong size and gender.

I- I mean 'someone' tried to keep the jersey to send in to trade but it got lost in the melee. Sooo... can we sort that out for the lad? If need be Ill have said 'someone' cough up the dough. Some photos are too big and I dont have time to resize. Moving along...For a fly by the seat-of-our-pants-we'll-figure-it-out-when-we-get-there kind of operation, I believe all in all it was an amazing success.

In no small part to the 40+ people that showed up pretty much by word of mouth and a select well placed flyers. We broke our cherry on this one and we did learn quite a few lessons. Such as when you bring the people over a hundred beers to the 'woods' you might want to give them a drop or two of water, not to mention when you send the people tear assin through said pedestrian infested 'woods' you should probably bring along some sort of first aid kit.

Luckily we had only two casualties that we heard of- some small cuts on one of our lovely bartenders and a small scrape on a racer that was bandaged up quite nicely with a pair of swobo brand dolly arm gauze. -And next time we swear we'll mark the course before the turns, not in them. If anyone has links to their photos please feel free to post them in the comments for everyone to enjoy. Thanks to Stan Dankles (aka dance cankles) in advance for (again) letting me use a couple photos without permission.

P.S. Oh and before I forget, I would like to add a shameless promotion to my friends at Velo Rouge Cafe. On our way to Zeitgeist after we ran out of beer in the 'woods', my Bob trailer skewer exploded and I was left coasting a bike somehow without a skewer and the Bob was down for the count. Luckily we were only blocks away from Velo Rouge (Arguello and Mcallister) and Meg gladly let me store my bike trailer there for two days(!) until we could come scoop it up.
luv,
Stephenwolf 'Martin' Warpath

P.P.S. Oh yeah one more thing.. tell the peoples to check Graveltech(dot)com for the full story.."

Well, thatll teach fate to get in the way of my good time, wont it?

A certain bairn of El Corpo sent this to me with no note of explanation or anything. I can only assume that shes subtly letting me know shes laughing at me, rather than with me.

My lord, if only my fathers 'blings' and 'blongs' could still send me into a hysterical fit. My sense of humor has advanced to the point that he now has to take it a step further and actually don a rainbow wig.

Dustin wrote in with the kind of goods that send our hearts a soarin';

"thought you guys would appreciate this photo of Sarah G kickin it at
8000' in the sierra backcountry sporting her swobo gear...turns out it
works wonders for shedding the sweat as you climb the mountain, while
keeping you warm ripping turns back down.

(she's a bad-ass on a bike too)"

You know as much of a soft spot as we have for the boys in girls jerseys, there really is not much nicer then a girl in a girls jersey.

And to continue about our hearts soft spots, Brendan left a comment around here somewhere in regards to the mugshot bit that I have to share.
You know, this is a first for me, so obviously its touched me deeply;

"Mugshot related story: When I was checking out of jail (in my younger days), the officer on duty told me they recently had a kid try to smuggle his jail-issue orange jumpsuit out under his clothes. They caught him, charged him with theft, and he got 30 days. The original offense was public intox or something, so one night in jail turned into a month in jail."

I like that story so, so, so much.

You can get a little bit closer to Brendan by reading his blog.

The Huntress sent on one of her family photos that she thought wed enjoy.

She just knows us so very well..

Ill swear that MASHSF crew is all over the place. Theyre like, omnipotent, you know?
Heres one for any and all of those who choose to avoid a bummer life Down Under.

Please do us a solid and give a stop by to our friends at Shifter Bikes for all of your needs regarding the hullabaloo.

To tie this post off, Im going to share a quote that Ive been mulling around in my head as of late taken from the movie 'A Clockwork Orange'.

"Does God want goodness? Is a man who chooses to be bad perhaps in some way better than a man who has good imposed upon him?"

That being said, I hope that this weekend everyone dares to be just as bad as they want to be, cause after all, bad rhymes with rad, and everybody knows, rad is good.