George makes words pretty like a florist does with bouquets;

"hey fellow,
A week or so ago a pal of mine who will be departing the great state of CO this weekend stopped by for a couple of days to sample some of the shred trails in the area.

well wish me luck next week in the town series hill climb, hopefully lance is worked from the Giro."

That's how George rolls.

This next shot is an example of how Scout Master Aaron rolls;

He claims that he just came across this note, but I suspect that he was probably the one who wrote it.

I hope that you all enjoyed Saturday's 'one for the weekend'. I watched that and was in tears by the end. Well, that video originally came from a site full of photos of the event that El Corpo forwarded on to me that can be found here.

I wanna do it so badly, but I cant so much as brush my teeth without spraining my wrist these days, so I imagine if anything, I'll only end up as a spectator.

In totally other news, last week I saw a photo of a t-shirt somewhere that said 'who pissed my pants?'
I thought that was a fairly appropriate query given my own previously mentioned dilemma, but upon doing a quick web search to find said t-shirt, I came across this weeks winner of the 'Holy Hell, WTF? Award'.

Sit down and take a deep breath. Here you go.
It makes all my kinks seem alot less disturbing to me...

I know I'm preaching to the choir here, but here's an email from Mr. Blacksocks that simply said "cars are coffins. For real."

No doubt. Every time I'm in an airport and I walk up the stairs past a group of people standing on the escalator, or a bunch of fatties on the people mover, I cringe.

We as human beings are designed to move. To run and stretch, and kneel... Yet as a society, seem to do everything in our power to avoid it.

Lazy slobs, nearly the lot of us, and the more and more I look around, the more and more we look like parodies of ourselves..

Or moreover, nearly any one of the rotund characters on The Simpsons;

In news of the bike world, Der Soil Saloon kicked the summer off right with a 'No Big Whoop' rally and a flaming pentagram;

They're obviously trained professionals.

Speaking of which, Joe forwarded on this next bit of goodness.

Show me someone who can't relate with Awkward Family Photos, and I will show you a damn liar.

Is more bike news what you now crave? Alright, then how about an email from David, down yonder in Florida?;

"Yo!

Gainesville is keeping it real this summer. Keep an eye out for posters. We're slaughtering the bummer life monthly."

You know you can trust a paper called The Independent Florida Alligator.

And even more bike news? Alright.. Well the good people at Handsome Cycles did me the ultimate solid a few weeks ago and just cause they are decent, and good hearted individuals, hooked a brotha up with my own Handsome frame set;

To complete it I simply stripped my old townie, pulled some Avid canties out of my junk box, and placed an order for a Swobo saddle. Easy as pie.

Thanks for the generosity Handsome, though I'd be lying if I said I thought my bike did it's namesake justice.

And by the way, as a matter of fact that is a Dura Ace chain that I'm sporting down there.
Lowest of the high class, from start to finish.

Alright, that's pretty much it from this end. I suppose I'll close out with a shot of David Yow doing what David Yow does best;

And a thanks to Mitch Kline for this week's header shot. Not bad for a drunk guy.

Happy Monday everybody.
It's just like the weekend, except we have to be at work.