His contribution makes everyday a delicious one.

Or how about this one that showed up the next day from Marko?

Seeing as though I spend nearly as many waking hours at work as I do in my own residence, Its important to make the work space as comfortable as it can be, so for packages like this to arrive on the regular truly makes this house a home.

And I guess while were on the topic, Im sure you all are curious just what a wonderland of fun the Swobo warehouse facilities are.
I posted a comment on The Guywire© Monday that said eventually Id like a warehouse full of zip lines, slides and secret passages, but for now its pretty standard fare that Ill now give you a virtual tour of.

Here are the bathrooms and a gigantic plastic ball sack that The Skipper tried to sneak on the bottom of my truck one day when I wasnt looking. Hes a prankster, that Skipper is.
Behind that huge pile of bikes is where the shower is. On the other side of the wall from the shower is an industrial compressor and on cold and wet winter days, that room stays a balmy 80 degrees and in all honesty it makes makes the end of every winter commute the best experience ever.

If you were to turn 180 degrees, youd be looking straight into the bellly of the beast. Recently while risking life and limb pulling a Sanchez down from the highest of heights, The Skipper rolled that big old ladder as close to me as possible, and I nearly not only fell off of the rack, but would have then added insult to injury by actually falling down the stairs.
Theres no word wether or not he secretly placed a pie at the bottom step for my face to land in at the conclusion of my performance.

If you turn slightly to your right, here we have the shipping station. On any given day you might find me sitting here, listening to music and cursing technology through clenched teeth.

I climbed high atop one of the many racks I nearly fall from every day to give you a birds eye view.
This is actually a pretty good shot, and have never really noticed how lovely the view is, as I generally am seeing it through a white haze of terror.

This is the bike bench where I trim out all of the consumer orders. 6'7" has been taking up a bit of that slack recently, but a good bit of the time, this is where Im found, disassembling, greasing, reassembling, dialing in brakes and so fourth, so that when one of our customers pull their bikes from the box, all they have to do is tighten a couple of bolts and go.

The desk that I lay all of the clothing orders out on is right next to it, but was covered with boxes and tape guns and stuff, so I chose to omit it. However, if you turn around another 180 degrees, youd see our sweet shop bike and GenOs Soulcraft that since his departure has had the seat tube filled with so many hotdogs it smells like a condemned butcher shop.

Now here we are nearing the end of the tour, with a shot of The Skipper. A fair portion of any given day he can be found here at his desk, like me at the shipping station, listening to music and cursing technology through his own clenched teeth.

One thing that makes The Skipper pretty happy is when he gets to explore a bit of the creative side of things around here, so if you were to turn almost all of the way around youd see our little makeshift photo studio where he shoots the product that you see on our website.
He moonlights shooting pet portraits here as well.

Much like any tour of a noteworthy location, there is always the stop that everyone pays the admittance fee for. At Anheuser Bush its the tasting room, At Graceland, its Elvis's toilet, and at Swobo, it obviously is my desk. This is where I get lost in day dreams about rope swinging in spring flower filled fields, and occasionally light The Skipper up with my rubber band gun.

So there you have it. Its not alot unlike staring into the face of god, so I understand if you have to turn your computers off and lay down for a while, but before you do that, lets get on to some other matters of importance, shall we?

Paul sent in the following clip, mentioning that he needed a new image;

Im sure thats going to work out just fine for him. It worked like a champ for the Duke Boys.

Another item that the ladies would find hard to resist comes in the form of an email from Zak;

"Yo Stevil - this would look so hot with the Budweiser sweater.

-Z"

It truly would, and just so you all know, a very special boy is having a birthday soon.....

Kenny emailed us with a reminder of an upcoming alleycat race in Philly;

Of course if youd like the non-pencil-drawing-on-your middle school-Pee chee-folder version of the flyer, here you go;

With a name like 'The Scumbag Cup' how could you possibly go wrong?

As long as were on the topic of bicycle related events, heres the announcement for the final two Urban Assault races;

While the one in Minneapolis promises to be a total fiasco, the Chicago event is going to pretty sweet as well, as proven by this shot that Newt sent to me of him getting ready to rumble;

Say.. At the risk of jumping in here and making The Bummer life an even more personal venue for me than it already is- Id like to take a second and wish my very special lady friend an extraordinarily happy birthday today. Here she is pictured with JMac looking entirely too Miami Vice. Seconds after this photo was taken, JMac was up to his eyeballs in cleavage and cocaine, but thats not to say shes not a good girl whom I love very much.

Now some bad news by way of The Warlocks;

-SK,

Local downhill ripper, friend of the Warlocks and all around bicycle-riding-extraordinaire Art W (pictured way below) got the wheels on his Sanchez gaffled recently.

His Craig's List post is pretty good.
Hope all is swell,

P77
Warlocks BC
Boise, Idaho"

"stolen fixed wheelset (north end)
Reply to: sale-836737995@craigslist.org [?]
Date: 2008-09-11, 11:59AM MDT

My bike was parked outside the apartments on 8th and fort. In the morning i found that someone had relieved me of the stress of riding on wheels. This is alright for me since i had just heard that hovering on bikes without wheels is the new fixed gear. Since i am a hipster and all i care about is being behind the new trend and looking cool, this all fits perfectly. However there is one problem, i have yet to produce the 1.21 jiggawatts i need to hover successfully. until then i am going to need my wheels back. if you are to return them to me, or give me info on where i might find them, i will reward you with a plethora of tasty treats. however, if you are the one that stole them and you try to ride them around, you will certainly be spotted by one of my minions in capri pants.

details- white rims, silver hubs with a logo of a shopping cart. they were stock wheels from a swobo sanchez. if you have any info, or just want to chat about what's the new what, call art @ 440-1079 p.s. attached is a photo of the tasty treats you could be rewarded with if i get my wheels back, a picture of me the moment i found out my wheels were gone, and a photo of a male thong that is pretty close to the color of my wheels. thanks for any help!"

And heres the shot of our hero shortly before his goods got took;

Deeper in the mail bag we got a shout from my home state;

"Hey Stevil,

Thanks for the great blog. Keeps me motivated to keep my head up and to look forward to the weekend when I'm stuck in the office.
Tour de Fat rolled through here (Denver) this weekend and a couple of your loyal readers and I were there riding bikes, drinking beer, and listening to some great tunes. From what I hear the estimate was 1200 people this year. More than last year but still not a turnout like Fort Collins.
Anyways, here's some pictures I took of the event.

Keep up the good work brother,

--
Nick Nunns"

Im trying Nick.. Im trying. In fact like my mom always says.. Im the most trying person she knows.
All of the photographic evidence Ive seen of this years TDF events reminds me of the most amazing acid trip Ive never had.
..But with bicycles.

The likable douche bag known as Cary sent an awesome link to me that I think you all will enjoy.
I certainly did, but then again theres no accounting for taste.

If celebrities moved to Oaklahoma.

Though truth be told, I dont see that very much of an alteration was needed for Brittany.

Did yall see The Snob yesterday? Of course you did. As far as I can tell, there is no one that doesnt fall through that fellas world a few times a week.
It made me laugh and it made me almost cry. Nobody does that to me and gets away with it except Andy Kaufman.
There will be hell to pay Snob. There will be hell to pay.

The time is now that I spread my wings like the big, beautiful butterfly that I am and flutter off into the horizon, bidding you all a fond farewell.

You know... Until next time.