Thursday, January 13, 2011

Smugliest Catch: Decking the Hauls

Everybody wants to be happy (except for goths and roadies, of course). However, in today's fast-paced, fatuous, and often malodorous world, finding contentment can be difficult. To that end, all sorts of people will come forward claiming to hold the secret to happiness. Various religions insist you'll be happy if you pray to their gods and follow their arbitrary rules concerning diet and masturbation. Minimalists claim you'll be happy if you get rid of all your stuff and buy every single product designed and sold by Apple Inc. And Dr. Drew from "Celebrity Rehab" says you'll be happy if only you'd put down that crack pipe and stop driving your car through crowded shopping malls.

I prefer to take a simpler approach, since none of the above philosophies changes the fact that, like it or not, we've all got to get crap done. Not only does getting crap done comprise most of our day, but it's largely the stress and irritation that goes along with getting crap done that makes us so unhappy. Therefore, it would stand to reason that, if you can render getting crap done into fun, you can turn drudgery into delight. It's sort of the alchemy of the mundane.

Like many people, I find a good way to do this is to run errands by bike, and as a non-minimalist I often have stuff that needs to go from one place to another. Furthermore, as it happens, yesterday I also had a bunch of packages waiting for me at my off-site mailing box, and on top of that we had had another snowstorm. Certainly one approach to moving lots of stuff on a snowy day would be to dig out your car, lose your parking space, sit in a bunch of traffic, hunt for another parking space when you get home, and so forth. Another one would be to wrestle your payload onto and off of the subway somehow, or else pay some fragrant lunatic in a dilapidated Town Car an absurd amount of money to chauffeur you for a couple of hours. Or, you could load up your smugness flotilla and revel in unabashed bike dorkitude.

I had been off frightening cows during our last snowstorm, which left the city in chaos. Streets, were unplowed, neighbor turned upon neighbor, dogs devoured housecats, and tent cities formed in the regional airports that remain to this day and have their own ZIP codes. Therefore, I didn't know what to expect this time around. Fortunately though, everything was fine, and even the bike lanes were kindasorta plowed:

This alleviated one of my concerns, but the other concern I had was this whole "New York City bike scofflaw crackdown" thing. People have been talking about this for months, and every time I get on my bike now I expect to be arrested for some arcane offense like not having "lawyer lips" on my fork, or using a bar/stem combo from two different manufacturers. Of course, we do have a modicum of control over whether or not we get pulled over, and one good way to keep this from happening is to stop at red lights, which I've been doing fairly diligently:

Traditionally, New York City cyclists don't stop at red lights, so for some people the idea of doing so is nearly unthinkable--like a celebrity putting down the crack pipe and no longer driving through shopping malls. I, however, have made my peace with it, mostly by using the same "alchemy of the mundane" technique. Instead of waiting impatiently, I try to enjoy my red light-induced respite. In the warmer months, there's of course the people watching for which New York City is famous, as well as the inadvertent displays of idiocy put on by other cyclists. However, on snowy, blustery days, these displays are at best far less "flambullient," and at worst nonexistent, and so I turn to one of my favorite winter hobbies, which is "carcake spotting." This involves admiring the snow formations on top of people's cars, an in fact I'm proud to say I recently discovered that the term "carcake" is now in the Urban Dictionary, complete with proper attribution:
I know it's a pathetic hobby, but really, it's all I have, and it beats getting a ticket.

Anyway, yesterday's weather conditions did make for some fairly decent carcake spotting. For example, I always enjoy a nice hastily-cleared "wild and woolly" economy car, and I was pleased to spot a nice example:


I also saw a very clean Brazilian wax-style "landing strip:"

Very subtle, but definitely there:

Also, carcakes don't need to be limited to a vehicle's roof. There's also the bald-head-with-goatee carcake, like this one:

Think Anthrax's Scott Ian, only without the bushy eyebrows:

As practical, everyday urban transporation, there's not much to recommend the SUV, but the fact that their owners can't reach all the way across the roof makes for a carcake spotter's delight, since it invariably results in the "Euro-hawk:"


As worn by the "Little Prince Who's Not So Little Anymore Now That He's Pushing 30," Damiano Cunego:

("Really, I need a new nickname, 'Little Prince' is just creepy now.")

But really, nothing beats the good old "pan of brownies," ready to fly off in a single piece as soon as the vehicle hits the expressway:

Watching a carcake lift itself off a roof and soar brilliantly through the air before breaking apart on either the highway surface or else, more commonly, the windshield of the vehicle behind it is one of the most spectacular moments a carcake watcher can hope to experience--though since it's mostly limited to highways you've generally got to be in a car yourself.

Of course, the carcake spotting was incidental, and the far more enjoyable part was the actual ride. Once I got to where I was going, I strapped a bunch of stuff to my bike, and it looked like this:

Not only does a long wheelbase help keep your child's face out of your ass, but it also makes for very stable handling in messy weather, and if anything the bike handled even better in the snow with all that crap on it since the weight helped the wheel dig in more deeply. (It's sort of hard to place your body weight over your rear wheel when it's all the way back there in a different county.)

Sure, as cyclists we'd all love to embark upon evocative Rapha-esque "epics" at a moment's notice, ascending monumental climbs with exquisitely hand-crafted artisanal race bikes rocking back and forth between our legs like pendulous testis as our faces broadcast expressions of pain and sensual insouciance, but the simple fact is most of us need to get crap done, and hauling boxes through the snow on a Taiwanese smugness toboggan is good enough for me. As the old saying goes, when life gives you lemons, throw those lemons at strangers from behind parked cars and laugh at their confusion.

Best of all, I was not apprehended and beaten by police on trumped-up charges such as failing to signal before making a crotchal adjustment--and not only that, but the controversial Prospect Park West bike lane was also completely clear:

I'm sort of surprised the angry locals didn't fill it with nonplussed snowmen protesters holding teddy bears.

By the way, if you're wondering what was in those boxes, that's my business (my business being illegal drugs, off-brand AA batteries, and black market baby carrots that I sell from a cart on the subway), but I will say that one of the packages contained this:

As I opened it, my excitement mounted. Was it a saddle? Was it a bag? Was it Etc.? Well, it turns out it was just a tiny wrench, though it did come with a "bonus saddle:"

That bonus saddle being nothing less than the handiwork of Eric "The Chamferer" Murray:

I've never owned a Brooks saddle before, so I am eagerly looking forward to finding out if they do in fact conform to my contours as eagerly as a hipster conforms to the latest trends, or if it will merely be like riding with a rawhide doggie treat stuffed down my pants. I'm also wondering what I've done to deserve Brooks's munificence, though I also make a practice of never looking a gift horse in the mouth (especially if that gift horse is about to be slaughtered and turned over to Eric "The Chamferer" Murray). I will say though that the saddle is quite hard to the touch--so much so that the owner of that disembodied hand is crying unconsolably even now. But it does promise on the card that this particular saddle is "aged" and that it will give me "comfort from day 1," so I will withhold any judgement until I've actually mounted and ridden the thing.

One thing's for sure, though--if I'm going to "rock" a saddle like this I'm going to have to "upgrade" my cockpit to match, and I may go with a setup like this one, spotted by a reader in London:


The rider must be a bartender, so going from this bike to the beer taps is an easy transition.

121 comments:

Diego said...

PO

samh said...

Педесет и седум леопарди биле повредени во изработката на овој коментар.

Kenny Banya said...

dammit

Anonymous said...

chamfer that

Diego said...

DIUM:...

Anonymous said...

Podeius

Anonymous said...

toppest ten!

g-roc said...

Meh-pard.

wishiwasmerckx said...

Top ten. The timestamp on the post indicates that it will not be posted for another 8 minutes. That's a wierd wrinkle in the time-space continuum.

Anonymous said...

Top ten?

hey nonny mouse

recumbent conspiracy theorist said...

no comment.

SLAM said...

Meh!

Tolworth Roundabout said...

Anyone who is founding their own religion can perform time-stamp miracles, and Mr Snob, "it would stand to reason that, if you can render getting crap done into fun, you can turn drudgery into delight" is definitely the basis of a good religion.
However, if you want to be a fully-fledged guru, you should get your classical languages up to speed; only the 'Uniballer' has 'pendulous testis', most of the rest of us males have 'testes'.

thegock said...

SOOO CLOS

Anonymous said...

15th sweet!

cycle

Buffalo Bill said...

That brooks will surely push the smug factor through the roof if you mount it on the big dummy. I say do it.

Samh: you are in a class of your own dude.

Anonymous said...

Screw car cake spotting.

Last night on my way back from Prospect Park, a Rhode Island driver with a covered Thule rack on his 4 door compact threw something at me (WLK something was the license, I believe). I invented a new urban bike sport called:

Chase the Coward up Myrtle Avenue & beyond hoping to see a cop to press assault charges while at the same time forcing said buzz-cut &wire rim wearing coward to run red lights in an effort to avoid being chased down by the seemingly hapless cyclist who probably isn't so helpless if he's biking around in freezing weather at 10pm for fun".

Its a great sport I highly recommend you all try.

g-roc said...

Snobby, the only accessory you need with the Brooks is a QR seatpost clamp if you want to lock your bike outside. That and a cork to keep the cash stuffed in your seat tube dry.

crosspalms said...

Samh,
You'll be happy to hear that the new Swiss team, LAY-odle-ay-ee-hoo-pard Trek is completely vegan. No animals were harmed.
I snorted at "fragrant lunatic"

Nicholas said...

Baby knuckles
BOOB MILK

Pontius Pilate said...

HAIL CSZR

-P.P.

Grump said...

"Everybody wants to be happy (except for goths and roadies, of course)."

THIS, made me laugh.

Being a Happy roadie is better than being in a hotel room with two porn queens (and no camera)

ant1 said...

snobby - "Streets, were unplowed, neighbor turned upon neighbor..."
comma after streets?

hillbilly said...

anon 12:59, did you catch him?

wishiwasmerckx said...

You have a naw saddle; I have a new girlfriend. Sure, she's "aged," but she supposedly delivers comfort from day one, so I will likewise "withhold judgement until I've mounted and ridden the thing."

Chuck D said...

The carcake pictures are fine and all, but what I am really interested in is the "HOT BIRD".

Can we get more pictures of "HOT BIRD"? Who's with me?

CAMPIONE CYCLES CALGARY said...

happiness is "Saving Big Everyday"!

Anonymous said...

where are the knuckle tats on Snob jr. What are you waiting for man?

gotm ilk?

Marcel Da Chump said...

"sensual insouciance"...thanks for that, it made for very pleasant imagery.

samh said...

@crosspalms - Ricoooolaaaaaa!

Anonymous said...

As a goth girl and a roadie, I can tell you that we do want to be happy... we just don't want anyone else to know that we're happy.

Anonymous said...

Brooks saddles = sad

Anonymous said...

You will love it from the first ride-

lunchbox said...

I love my Brooks saddle. Mine wasn't "pre aged" but was still the most comfortable saddle I've ever ridden, the first time I rode it.

Vino said...

Dearest Doktor Ferrair,


Vinokourov personally knows the Kazakh Minister of Defence Danyal Akhmetov, who is also the president of the Kazakh cycling federation.

Team Astana is giving me special Kasakh military/kosmonaut nutritional milshakes. I can burn rubber in all twenty gears on my Specialized team bike.

My urine is flammable. Should I be worried?

Nogocyclist said...

Baby Snob is now the newest "Disemboweled Hand Model"?

sufferist said...

fatuous insouciance....that's my take away.

wishiwasmerckx said...

Nogo, I hope that Eben, Jr. is a photographically disembodied hand model, as being "disemboweled" is a fate I do not even wish on 57 things guy.

Anonymous said...

rural 14
ant 2nd!

Brooks nice.

Hard NOT to chase people who toss stuff at you.
A metal waterbottle makes a nice assistant, esp if 1/2 full of water or in this season, ice. Amazed meself a few times at the giant indentations left (on the car or truck). Stupid, but gratifying. Must not do it anymore.

Just another dickhead said...

It's all Palin's fault.

Anonymous said...

"expressions of pain and sensual insouciance"???

Anonymous said...

About that Brooks, if Baby Snob could talk he would be saying "Dad WTF?" It's like when I drove someone's vintage VW Bug, with the weak brakes, no heat, and engine fumes. Memories are usually better than reality.

Test Tickle said...

FAUX HAWK

balls.

Flavor Flav said...

Chuck D 1:19,
yeaaaaah boyyyyy!

OBA said...

Snobeh,
Brooks is a runner-up to the Selle An-Atomica in terms of out-of-the box comfort for leather saddles, but Brooks are usu. cheaper (or free for you celebs), easier to find and and (in my case) more durable. Keep it dry and road-salt-free and in 200 miles it should be pretty comfy.

BikeSnobNYC said...

OBA,

Looking forward to trying it, though dry and road-salt-free are not going to be possible.

--BSNYC

streepo said...

That Liz Hatch has a balcony you can do Shakespeare off of.

grog said...

This is as funny as riding with a rawhide doggie treat stuffed down my pants.

OBA said...

Filth prophalactics and plastic bags will do the trick...also serves as urban camo/theft deterrent. It looks sleazy but feels classy, kinda like Peg Bundy on Xanax.

TJ Eckleburg said...

AWWW look at the cute wittle hand.

ablejack said...

I don't quite how you could pretend a "bikesnob" without Brooks all along. Unless of course Brooks is too anglican (pedestrian?) and you've been riding the preferred continental Ideale saddles.
/next time bigger hand hammered rivets. seriously.

Marcel Da Chump said...

Can't beat a free Brooks, but I wouldn't trade my Ideale for it. Same design , only French and a bit more streamlined.

Anonymous said...

"Amazed meself a few times at the giant indentations left (on the car or truck). Stupid, but gratifying. Must not do it anymore."

That is stupid. Those things are expensive. Tie a rope to the next one.

Congrats on the Brooks, Snob. I've got 5k mile on mine and wouldn't trade it for an artisanal axe. It's the main reason to fender-up a bike.

Dan O said...

Black market baby carrots - awesome (burp)...

Anonymous said...

Look for all my old saddles to appear on Ebay soon. Search under "artisan aged"

SWTY BALZ

Anonymous said...

"I prefer to take a simpler approach, since none of the above philosophies changes the fact that, like it or not, we've all got to get crap done. Not only does getting crap done comprise most of our day, but it's largely the stress and irritation that goes along with getting crap done that makes us so unhappy. Therefore, it would stand to reason that, if you can render getting crap done into fun, you can turn drudgery into delight. It's sort of the alchemy of the mundane."

I will print and frame this block of test, Lob bless.

Quicksquirt McHurt said...

I'd hit it.

mikeweb said...

I don't think that riding to the post office to retrieve free goodies from Murray the Chamferer can really qualify as 'getting crap done'. It seems to me that would qualify more as 'getting free crap', which to me is delightful all on it's own. Unless that free thing is VD or something similar. That would suck.

yogisurf said...

Great to see the baby Snob somewhat featured in a photo.

crosspalms said...

Cheap shower caps are great for keeping a Brooks dry. And last summer a local brewery (Goose Island) gave away plastic saddle covers at bike events. They're bright yellow and have the "Chicago 312" logo all over them but they do the job.

Anonymous said...

I got a ticket for running red lights in bed-sty late at night. I told the cop that i thought it would be more dangerous to stop and wait around on the corner in this neighborhood on a bike. He apologized, and suggested that i tell the judge that i'm not from brooklyn (i'm from queens). So, then i robbed a deli.

I'm not from brooklyn.

recumbent conspiracy theorist said...

The aged patina on that Brooks is quite handsome. Downright dandy with some tweed and wool.

Traditional Bike Club Curmudgeon said...

That is one loaded bike!

Anonymous said...

Anon 3:12

I am witchyu

Top said...

Flame on

Anonymous said...

If you want that Brooks saddle to conform to your ass, make sure you spend a week or two applying Brooks Proofide to it beforehand.

And FWIW, since Brooks saddles cost about $65 and came without that little wrench five years ago, and now cost upwards of $125, that little wrench is worth about $60 all by itself.

bikesgonewild said...

...'a star is born'...

...the bikesnobulette gets his first 'disembodied hand' job, ahhh, foto shot thingy...

Anonymous said...

If you don't keep your Brooks dry, Jobst Brandt sez it'll turn into an "ass hatchet". Maybe there's a best-made collabo in the works?

http://yarchive.net/bike/leather_saddles.html

Tim said...

That Brooks saddle isn't 'aged'. The Brooks saddle on the bartender bike (which I photographed, yes, me) is fully aged. It has algae on it. Maybe it's lichen.

bikesgonewild said...

...wishiwasmerckx sez - '...being "disemboweled" is a fate I do not even wish on 57 things guy.'...

...actually, disembowelment might be a good learning tool for 57 things guy...

..."ya see, heinzy...sometimes less is just less & kinda hard to live with(out), yes ???...now stop showing your intestinal 'fortitude' & let's see some real guts...get a job"...

futrino said...

my Iowa carcake

Nogocyclist said...

WIWM
Smartphones do that to me. Oh well!

D said...

I knew it was going to happen. All the testers of the Surly Big Dummy at the mighty Q Palace in MPLS let it get the better of them. Constantly bringing into regular conversations the multitude of crap they hauled awkwardly to work. But they were weak. With you, I had hope. I thought the force was strong with you, but like Anakin you too were converted to the dark side. At least you're aware of your new addiction to smug.

The Big Dummy It's totally the SUV of bikes (shitty at being a truck and shitty at being a car). It's loosely practical 2-3 times a year, but when it is we all have to hear about it. And it's hard to park (can't hang that in my apartment). All of this is part of my one man campaign to make bicycle trailers as sexy as artisinal axes.

and now... Oh shit. A Brooks saddle. This was the second step on the path of ultimate smugness for the same crowd. I rode one on my commuter for a summer, cursed every day it was raining and gave it away on the company free table (not without an email to all chiding the eventual recipient for their less than practical choice in saddleways).

Salty and Sore said...

comfortable from the first ride....




....his face....

wishiwasmerckx said...

So, Eben Jr. got his first gig as a hand model. If I remember "Zoolander" correctly, he is going to need some close parental supervision in order to navigate that particular career path.

singingIndurain said...

WIWM,
If you actually become Mercx, would you be a Flemming or a Walloon?

wishiwasmerckx said...

SingingIndurain, I would simply assume the mantle of G.O.A.T. (greatest of all time) Such a designation transcends geography and ethnicity.

singingIndurain said...

Oui or da, the Cannibal eats them all.

Anonymous said...

there is a cure for that dog treat snob, it's called proofhide. rub both sides of that treat liberally with some proofhide and put it in your oven at the very lowest setting for 15 to 20 minutes. Let it cool and repeat one or 2 more times. The leather will loosen up nicely. trust me, i've treated 4 brooks dog treats this way.

Anonymous said...

Jeezus, do you see where your headed Snob with this Brooks saddle? Your attracting the plastic bag and shower cap on the saddle crowd! Before you know it they will have you growing a long grey beard and walking through the library with your helmet on while trying to tape up your broken wire rim glasses for the 14th time.

Anonymous said...

While you're suffering in the snow, these hipsters are giving cyclists a bad name.

http://www.ktla.com/news/landing/ktla-drunk-bicyclists-arrested,0,3526842.story

When they said "a group of cyclists" in the news, I cringed. They ain't cyclists. They're hipsters.

Indy Falconheads said...

Snobby!

Trademark that line:

"alchemy of the mundane."

It's brilliant.

Even if you stole it, it's brilliant.Right up there with "elbow deep in the rancid pudding of responsibility." Brilliant!

Anonymous said...

that looks a bit like a radball bike ... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qO8xBlkumYM

Anonymous said...

Oh oh, Snob is WANTED!!!

http://www.fatcyclist.com/2011/01/13/how-to-identify-a-bike-thief/

ce said...
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gsport george said...

Nice to see that you have pretty much completely caved on the usefulness of Big Dummys and the like, now we just need to wait a few years for you to realise that Bakefits and other Long Johns are great for getting other crap done like dropping kids off at nursery/kindergarted/school without having to compete with all the bubblewrap parenting SUVs for parking spaces... and that having the load in front where you can see it and dont have to worry about your feet hitting it is ininitely superior to the longtail...
Then maybe a few more decades for your back to give out and the Recumbent turn around... though turning round is obviously the Achilles heel of the recumbent...

ce said...

OBA,

I've got a Selle An-Atomica on my Big Dummy. The leather is supposed to be better able to deal with moisture than a Brooks... handy when you are wetting yourself at the thought of your own righteousness. I got the Selle An-Atomica in the dark brown colourway. From new, on every ride, the brown finish transferred to the seat of my pants until it looked like I had also been shitting myself at the thought of my own righteousness. But that would be going too far, so I rubbed the saddle down with methylated spirits until the colour stopped coming off. The shitty colour seems to have been painted on, rather than using brown dyed leather.

I haven't thought about it for a while, so I guess it's doing its job comfort wise, but of course comfort shouldn't be considered anything more than an unexpected by-product. My primary concern is that the old timey wholesomeness of riveted leather advertises my own superior wholesomeness and deep rootsy involvement with bicycles.

Girl in a short skirt said...

The secret to ultimate happiness is PANTIES! and a Brooks to sit on your Big Dummy while wearing your panties. They should be minimalist panties, barely large enough to cover your minimalist landing strip, but you should have a massive collection of them. Take it from someone who knows by experience.

Anonymous said...

You had me at goths and roadies

CommieCanuck said...

Sigh. It's sad to see parents pushing their kids into their failed dreams. Bike "carny hands" Snob just couldn't cut it in the insane New York hand modeling world, never to land that awersome hand job, he settled on blogging. But now, new hope with L'il Eddy.

Coppi Cat said...

If Palin puts hipsters in her crosshairs, she's got my vote.

anais nin said...

minimally pantied as I mounted a Brooks saddled Big Dummy.

Beenthere Donethat said...

Ah Grand Army Plaza. Or as we like to call it, the Brooklyn Cuisinart.

I used to ride a Brooks. But then, I also used to drive a 1966 VW Bug. Then I realized why I was miserable all the time.

Be sure to install it nose up as per all the other masochists, so that when someone asks you snidely if you have your nose up your a$$, you can answer honestly.

Anonymous said...

Cunego's new name should be Chompers,look at those lowers. Scary!

cyclotourist said...

RTMS, I would highly recommend a two legged kickstand for the Taiwanese smugness toboggan. You even get to support your patrons in the process!

Anonymous said...

the carcake
from russia with love

http://englishrussia.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/podborka_46.jpg

Nogocyclist said...

Anonymous @12:56am, How was the guy brave enough to even get in that Range Rover. Does Russia have left hand drive like England?

Aditya said...

each time you post about your big dummy, you are one step closer to sell your soul.

Ville said...

"Instead of waiting impatiently, I try to enjoy my red light-induced respite."

If you succeed in enjoying THAT, you, Sir, are a genuine Zen master.

bikesgonewild said...
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bikesgonewild said...

...'situation comedies' for $400, alex...

...the popular phrase "big dummy" was originally used how & where ???...

...what name did an aggravated fred sanford call his equally surly son lamont in the comedy series "sanford & sons" ???...

Anonymous said...

Bike Snob you are a pro! Whereas other bloggers crudely pitch products, you serve them up with oh so sweet irony but with nary a bad word said. I bet the hits on the product links are sky high. A true salesman indeed.

Esteemed Commenter DaddoOne said...

i too love a red light respite and the thought that i'm fighting the tide of cyclists who ignore the rules but who get indignant when drivers do the same...

...increases my smugness

crosspalms said...

anon 6:06

If you liked my shower cap, you'll love my duct tape and zip ties

Anonymous said...

That cockpit setup should be referred to as "The Post Hole Digger."

Anonymous said...

first, on the back end

Richard Harris said...

Is that MacArthur Park in the background?

Anonymous said...

Did someone leave a cake out in the rain?

Houston's LoneWolf said...

Lanterne Rouge???!

Bobby said...

Sir Snob, you will enjoy the Brooks. Your yabbies will thank you too. Only the smug worry about getting wet. Last time I checked, England is often wet and green.

The key is to keep that leather perch from getting totally dry, actually, just apply a little Proofide on occasion, and keep that wrench put away, as you'll find adjustments will be infrequent.

The hipsters don't spend enough time with their butt on the seat to know the difference.

That Brooks is as tough as your Big Dummy. The only thing you'll be missing are those cool big rivets, those are much better in the long run.

Anonymous said...

I rubbed my brooks aged saddle with neatsfoot oil to soften it and darken up the shade of brown...it is now a nice chestnut color with a dull shine

Stranded said...

Dear Snob,
You will be uber-delighted to know you have reached another pinnacle of fame besides having your book appear in an ad (at least, I assume it is your book, though for all I know, someone may have pasted the cover of you book around their copy of Martha Stewart’s collected works on the best ways to use vinegar and baking soda as a substitute for toothpaste): I mentioned you in a blog post of my very own! And to emphasize just what a tremendous benchmark this is, let me just say that my blog has an immense number of followers (if by “immense” you mean more than one).

Pantygirl said...

Panties!

josh said...

one of your best yet! the part where you compared artisanal race bikes to testis had me laughing for a few minutes.

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Really well done for the blog.these are so sweet and pretty!
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Fixie Bikes said...

I'm impressed that you were able to haul your pretentious-mobile, across brooklyn in all that snow.

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Go Bike Snob NYC!