Our knees are warmer than your knees.

Lets begin, shall we?
If you want to waste some time, this from Coach Matt is a pretty good place to start.
My personal best is 1200 m, as well as a fiercely evil 666.6 m, although the coach said there was a 1299.8 out there in our ranks somewhere.
Ironically the game is not alot unlike my morning commute today. Its true. A guy hit me with a bat, and I rode gophers all the way to my desk.
Loudass has graced us with a news worthy piece in a manner only he could provide;
"This is completely unrelated to bikes, although it does involve pork products. We had our first annual father-daughter trip to the International Sportsman's Exposition on Sunday, with the intent being to photograph the girls sitting on a gigantic taxidermied wild hog.

This event also features a great many non-ironic mustaches and dudes in white tennis shoes. There was no giant stuffed hog this year [see above], which was WEAK. However, there was a place selling 14 inch long phallic "Monster Corndogs", skewered onto vampire killing stakes. We were obliged to eat those for our first lunch. Note the varying styles of consumption on display in the attached photo: whereas Sasha took the dog head-on in the manner of a veteran street hooker, I nibbled around the skewer like a rat eating the flesh off a hobo arm.

Aaron, on the other hand, chose to maintain his dignity. Thereafter, we became disgusted with ourselves, necessitating a subsequent trip to In N Out for our second lunch, followed by a spitting contest. There are no pictures of that.
On another note, equally unrelated to bikes, I asked an actual black guy if the term "Hood Rat" has really been superseded by "Slam Piece". He says that is Honkey Bullshit."
CO and crew do reside in Aspen Colorado, after all. As far as I know, the town was built on honkey B.S.
Loudass also provided this bit of art that doesnt suck.
Man Id pay good money to see some cats and mice doing battle in that garb.
theres no law against that is there?
I used to look forward to every January and the arrival of the coveted Chris King calendar, however the last two years Ive been graced with the calendar shot through the lens and made by the hands of our friend AZ.


Not only is he an ambassador for bicycle messengers© worldwide, but he aint too shabby to look at neither.
The kind and fine folks at Bootleg Sessions sent me a copy of the new DVD that showed up at the office today, and aside from offering them public thanks, I want to urge folks to do what it takes to peep their new effort.

"It is not meant to be ground-breaking, life-changing, trend-setting, or scene-defining. It’s just fun. Ride/Relax."
Theres footage of kids in basketball shorts doing calisthenics, a drunk guy falling down, tricks on tall bikes, and lots of very skilled individuals getting rad on fixies, and we dont have to tell you how we feel about getting rad, right?
The film is chock full of DIY ethos, and as Ive mentioned before, proves that something good is afoot in the bike world.
You know- back a long time ago when I was messengering, there were a small group of folks who rode the fixed gears. I mean a really small group, all of whom were amazingly talented.

One fellow in particular by the name of Richie Ditta blazed past me somewhere South of Market one day, offered a friendly greeting, and proceeded to jump a set of rail road tracks. Just like that. POW- into the air two feet high, kicked sideways still pedaling, and then landing smooth as butter zig zagging away through traffic, thereby forever confirming in my mind that for better or for worse, it was folks like him that were setting the stage for what would eventually evolve into the worldwide fixie explosion and evolution that we are witnessing presently.
Wherever Richie is today Im sure hes still riding fast without fear, and smiling at the spectacle that he and his helped create.
We got this next gem of a photo from David entitled "Why I Like Going To The Mall".

I dont know what it is, but the black metal kids simply love Hotdog on a Stick.
Seriously, they just go crazy for it.
Now this is just for the folks that got their panties in a bunch about us copyrighting the term 'bicycle messenger'©, 'footdown'©, and 'derby'©-
Swobo has also copyrighted the color green. Not the phrase, or the words in that order, but the actual color.
©
Just doing what we can to get a lock on the underground.
Well this weeks trivia extravaganza has come and gone and our boys Hans and Mullah Bin Makdag almost nailed it.
Its true, the half of the live album was in fact 'Hallraker', in April 1987, the other half of which was later recorded at First Ave. in Minneapolis the following July.

No word whether Prince was present at the show.
Nobody getting the live cover shot portion of the query surprised me though.
It was Soundgardens 'Louder Than Love' album cover shot by none other than Mr. Charles Peterson.

So for you Hans and Mullah, we have half of whatever youd like.
One arm warmer? A half a t-shirt?, the collar, sleeves, and pockets off of woolie? Go nuts man, the world is your oyster.
El Corpo sent this in;
"Listen to what he says at 00:15.
...............we're claiming copyright infringement."
And there I was listening for the color green...
A long time ago in Bellingham Washington, my lovely friend Listle turned me on to those Kinder Eggs.

"My name is Stevil, and Im a Kinder Eggoholic."
Finally I have to mention that Swobo is continuing to have our epic yard sale over there at the website.
Why dont you stop in? Weve got candy dishes, Atari video games, bean bag chairs, and a ton of really, really bitchin Swobo goods for ridiculously low prices..
Yeah... You know youll see something you like...
Im out of here. Its as good as Wednesday night- you know what to do.




Comments
nice knee warmers!
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how come your bike doest't fit?
Posted by: tinkerbellboywonder | January 20, 2008 01:14 PM
I sampled my first "Moster Corndog" at RAGBRAI last year. Tasty stuff when you see them take it out of the deep frier.
Fell victim the the yard sale today. Fresh pair of Brunos are on the way!
Posted by: One Eyed z | January 17, 2008 06:05 AM
1477.9 meters bitches! guess i can go back to work now. crap.
Posted by: bikemike | January 16, 2008 11:59 PM
I humbly accept mullah, hit me up stevil. And I would have thought the goth kids would have spent most of their time touching all the bras in victorias secret instead of kickin it in front of sbarro. their pizza sucks. but yes, hot dog on a stick kicks ass.
Posted by: HansT | January 16, 2008 11:32 PM
Damn Gimp, you said we could get you at Worlds.
Lay an address on me so you can stop holding it over my head....
Posted by: Stevil | January 16, 2008 10:27 PM
I wouldn't hold my breath for half of nothing.
No Kinder eggs for you.
Posted by: the Gimp | January 16, 2008 05:57 PM
I know precisely where to find Richie Ditta; is there a finder's fee?
He's good peeps. Very good indeed.
Posted by: Tim Jackson | January 16, 2008 03:26 PM
907.6 meters
i guess i have some more time to waste.
regarding the trivia awards ceremony, i humbly bequeath my portion to the co-almost-winner. its a little like one of my bestest mentors said, "2 minutes in heaven is better than .... 1 minute in heaven".
Posted by: mullah bin makdag | January 16, 2008 02:14 PM