history

"Bike messengers leaving the White House on Dec. 7, 1941, day of the Pearl harbor attack."

Neat photo, neat story.
More info here

gandy dancer

TEAM DILLY IS THE MAN TRAILER from Kyle Stark on Vimeo.

Fun with bikes

sunday

 Yesterday was absolutely beautiful out.  Today is just as good.  Get outside and have some fun.

goldsprints

First Goldsprints event of the winter is coming up in Menomonie at the Acoustic Cafe.  Put your rock pants on. Details here

If you really want to have a ballin week next week I highly recomend checking out D.R.I. playing the House of Rock on the 8th  then Collections of Colonies of Bees on the 9th also at the HOR.  Should be a killer time.

huayno

Their are certain things that I would rather just have forgotten.  Then something comes along and reminds you of some past terror from your life. Though how it happened is still unclear to me, today I was reminded of Wendy Sulca.  Who is Wendy Sulca you ask? Turn it up to 11.



Back when we were visiting my sister in Peru several years ago nearly every place you would go in the Andes was blasting huayno music.  Imagine being motion sick on a bus for 5 hours trying to sleep in a cramped seat freezing your ass off while the speaker above you is making that noise as loud as it can go. All night, then day in and day out. Suffice it to say I am less than pleased that this memory that I had buried deep in my lizard brain has resurfaced. While we're on the topic of terribly obnoxious music. Here's some footage of this years SSCXWC set to the inspired verse of Israeli taste makers Infected Mushroom.  Perfect jams for mashing on your equally as ridiculously monikered Thruster Fixie Bike.




Sorry about this one folks, but I just needed to get it out of my system. Now if you'll excuse me their are some m-80s around here somewhere that have a date with my eardrums.

stable

 

 Dug around in the stable for a bit and realized how badly I've really got to get my garage cleaned.

Unfortunately I am just much to busy reading new NN2S comics and pigging out on falafel to do it.  I'll see ya on "Hoarders"

 Wednesday began a very very much needed 5day vacation.  I went out for a nice chilly road ride making it home in time to clean up and spend far too much time in front of a computer watching tv shows.  Thursday Jen and I got up in time to go catch the Packers game at the Mousetrap, which was the only open bar downtown.  They  were kind enough to also have a full Thanksgiving spread out for half time.  This marked the beginning of sustained gluttony that continued up to this morning. We got out of the Mousetrap and headed to my grandmas for dinner which was another amazing albeit nontraditional spread of spanakopita, veggie lasagna, cheesy veggies and pie.  Thursday night we got back to town and hit up Clancy's which began a long long night of debauchery.  I spent the better half of Friday on the couch drinking tea and eating granola bars, before eventually picking my lazy ass up to go for a ride and go curl for a bit.  

Saturday was a nice lazy day in preperation for Princeton Valley on Sunday.  

Sunday I got up with every intention of going to Princeton Valley Cyclocross, but as the morning progressed my body just didn't want to work with me and my desire waned.  I still rode out and caught the action however and it was a blast just to watch.  Which is evinced by the buttloads of coverage from places like the Leader-Telegram and WEAU.   Nice work organizers!

I'm going to keep this one short and sweet, because I hear a nap calling my name. Keep on rocking in the free world.