Tuesday, May 21, 2013

"Fudi Dudi, We Don't Like To Party..."

Let's face it, none of us are getting any younger.  I know I'm not.  I'm actually getting older, at the alarming rate of one (1) year per annum, which means that in a thousand years I could be dead.

Dead.

In the meantime, one consequence of growing older is the onset of old people problems.  For example, this morning I got mud splatter on my white linen pants because I was riding a folding bike without fenders:


It doesn't get much more old people problem-y than that--unless you then wet the linen pants.

And if you have a problem with the fact that I put on white linen pants and ride around on a folding bike, I'll have you know that I'm an author goddammit, and by the time I'm a thousand years old like this guy I too will be sporting white seersucker suits on a daily basis:


(Tom Wolfe eats imaginary footlong submarine sandwich.)

That's the expression of a man who just wet his pants.

Speaking of folding bikes, here's a comment somebody left yesterday:


Anonymous said...

Dearest Snobby,

If you ended up driving an automobile to Boston why did you have to take a silly folding bike?

You could've taken a proper unbroken bike. You might've had to remove a wheel or maybe even two wheels, but as we live in the wonder days of space-age quick release hubs, you could've broken down and reassembled a man's bike as quickly and easily as messing about with a dopey folding bike.

You then could've conducted your Boston affairs with some personal dignity and returned some courtesy to your hosts by displaying common decency and respect to your hosts.

May 20, 2013 at 8:53 PM 

A fair question.  Let me explain it to you.  My visit to Boston lasted about 16 hours.  I spent half that time sleeping and watching TV in my hotel room.  The remainder of that time I spent BRA-ing, eating, schmoozing, and so forth, including about two (2) hours of total saddle time.  If you rendered this visit as a pie chart, the amount of time I spent on the bike would look like the tiny sliver your aunt requests because she's dieting.

Now, when you get older you get smarter, and when you get smarter you don't bother putting a full-sized bike on your roof rack where it sits there out in the wind burning additional gas for 200 miles just so you can putz around Boston for a couple of hours.  You also don't bother taking the wheels off and putting the seats down and doing all that nonsense to put a full-size bike inside the car, where it takes up lots of space and where it's going to be the first thing to go if someone breaks into your car.

No, what you do is you take the half a second to throw a clown bike in the rumble seat and then you're done with it.

Of course, had some sort of Fred ride been in the offing I would have put one of those bikes with the curved handlebars like they use in the Tour de France on the roof, and I would have packed various stretchy outfits for every conceivable weather condition, and a pair of those special shoes that click into your pedals, and yes, a helment, and all the rest of it.

But one wasn't, so I didn't.  Instead, I did as little work as possible, which is the one (1) lesson I've learned from many years of bike racing.

As for the bit about "conducting my affairs with some personal dignity" and "returning some courtesy to my hosts," I was in Boston for fuck's sake.  Being dignified and courteous in Boston is like wearing a white suit to a mud wrestling match:


("I daresay they'd have an easier time of it without all that mud.")

In fact, it's almost as ridiculous as the idea of an "Urban Cycling Hall Of Fame:"

At first I thought it was ridiculous to establish a hall of fame for people who ride their bikes in the city.  Isn't that sort of like having a Straphanger Hall of Fame for people who ride the subway, or a Pedestrian Hall of Fame for the ballsiest jaywalkers? But then I took a closer look:


Ah, now I get it.  It's not an Urban Cycling Hall of Fame, it's an Urban Cycling Fashion Hall of Fame. This makes sense.  All trends inevitably reach a point in their lifecycles at which the participants all decide to give each other handjobs in front of an audience, and it would appear that "urban cycling" has finally reached that auspicious moment.

Anyway, the selection committee also consists of various hardened street veterans, some of whom have been riding bikes in the city for as long as six (6) years:

By the way, if you're wondering where the Urban Cycling Hall of Fame will be located, it's on an RV:

Chrome ONE, Chrome’s 1976 GMC motor home and collection mobile will tour the country in search of cycling artifacts and video stories. Amanda Sunvador will be at the wheel, determined to make her way to as many events as possible to collect artifacts and meet, listen, and ride with the community.

Sorry, an RV headed for Interbike:

Chrome ONE has one objective: to collect artifacts and video stories for the UCHOF. Artifacts can come in many forms: jerseys, race numbers, frames, posters, race flyers, and everything in between. We are collecting artifacts throughout the year, and the final stop will be at Interbike, in Las Vegas, for the first exhibit of the Urban Cycling Hall Of Fame. In conjunction with Interbike, the First Annual Urban Cycling Hall of Fame Awards Ceremony will be held in Las Vegas at the Double Down to celebrate the inductees into the UCHOF’s first class.

Because when you think of hardcore urban cycling, you think of giant trade shows.

Anyway, you can (and probably should) dismiss my rantings on this or really any subject as the ramblings of an old fusspot who wears linen pants, but the last thing I'll say on the subject is that any "Urban Cycling Hall of Fame" should probably start and end with Bill Cunningham:


Hmmm, he knows fashion and he's been riding a bike in New York City "since forever?"  I'd say he's got all these other characters licked.

Meanwhile, I've been thinking about establishing a Fred Hall of Fame, and in my search for inductees I found myself sifting through the results of last Sunday's Gran Fondo New York (sorry, the Campagnolo Gran Fondo New York).  As a slow cyclist myself I always check to see who finished "DFL" so I can give him a mental "high five," and according to the results the last rider finished in 2,230th place:



Even finishing DFL is a formidable accomplishment considering it was raining all day.  However, it's worth noting that according to the last press release I received from the Gran Fondo they had over 6,000 starters:

More than 6,000 cyclists from over 70 countries including the United States, Italy, United Kingdom, Brazil, Canada, Germany, Russia, Jamaica, Israel, and Poland, among others, will gear up for the third annual Campagnolo Gran Fondo New York, a competitive cycling event based on the popular Italian racing style and the only one of its kind in the New York/New Jersey region.

This can mean only one thing, which is that almost 4,000 Freds are still lost and at large in the greater New York City metropolitan area.

I hope the Gran Fondo plans to send a "broom wagon" out to tranquilize and collect these Freds, because they're probably rummaging around in people's garbage even as I type this.

Still, it's not as bad as what happened at a recent Fred ride in the UK:



Toby Hockley was knocked of his bike during the Boudicca Sportive in Norfolk on Sunday, allegedly by Emma Way who didn’t stop and later tweeted: ‘Definitely knocked a cyclist off his bike earlier – I have right of way he doesn’t even pay road tax! #bloodycyclists’. Her account was later deleted.

Wow.  Politically correct-minded people are working to abolish the word "retard" as an insult, but the fact is that language is evolving, and I feel strongly that we should preserve the word as a slur but apply it exclusively to motorists.  Because if you've got a better word for a woman who hits a cyclist and then Tweets about it then I'd like to hear it.

Lastly, there's apparently a guy in Williamsburg, Brooklyn who will make you some custom perfume:


I’ve been described as one of the most innovative perfumers of the 21st Century. I’ve won awards, my work is in museums and countless people in all civilized parts of the globe enjoy the unique scents I create.

So why would you want custom perfume?  Because your smell is "an invisible portrait of who you are:"

A custom blended perfume is the height of luxury & the ultimate expression of individuality. Choosing exactly what ingredients you want in your perfume gives you a scent that smells like you & it is truly an invisible portrait of who you are. And you will have a scent like no other on earth.

This confused me.  I thought your scent just came out of your body naturally, and that all the fragrances were to disguise it.  It seems to me that if you want a scent that "smells like you" all you need to do is refrain from bathing for a few days.  Apparently not.  Anyway, he'll need a few things from you before he begins:


BEFORE THE APPOINTMENT: WHAT I NEED FROM YOU

In order that this experience is as gracious as possible for all concerned there are a few things I request from possible clients before an appointment is scheduled.


Right, just give him a pair of your dirty underpants, some underarm clippings, and a scranus sample and he'll produce for you your very own custom "Eau de Frumunda."

I think I just found the first inductee for the Urban Douchebag Hall of Fame.

107 comments:

Blog Drafter said...

WOW, podium!

Anonymous said...

texas scranus

Logbig said...

Ass monkeys attacked scranus

ubercurmudgeon said...

Tom Wolfe, now there's a man with spondee coming out of his scranus.

dnk said...

Top 40 Casey Kasem

Kai Vallon said...

Podium? I'e made myself inane

recumbent conspiracy theorist said...

Top 10
Scranus

ChamoisJuice said...

boomshakalaka

Comment deleted said...

Prolly returns!

Subhashish Sinha said...

two hundred and twenty ninth!

crosspalms said...

I think I've achieved my own custom perfume by wearing the same pair of pants every day for weeks (I keep them in a closet at work so I can change into them after my commute). Uniquely me and cheap, too.

Jimboner said...

CHUNK

rural 14 said...

Rural 229th!

dnk said...

P.S. Snobby,

Your logic smells impeccable regarding time-and-space saving folding the bike for long drive in the automobile that you own.

babble on said...

Good morning! New week. New life. Fucking rain.

Oh well, at least I'm not dead yet.


Comment deleted said...

Good morning from the home of the real Bicycling Hall of Fame (still haven't been there).

"countless people in all civilized parts of the globe enjoy the unique scents I create"

Marcel Da Chump said...

Flat Tire of the Vanities

Anonymous said...

I was confused by your explanation of why you didn't take a real bike to Boston, as when I drive From Houston to Wichita Falls for the Hotter 'n Hell Hundred, I always put my bike in the trunk and not on the roof. Then I hit me...I drive a REAL CAR, a sedan mind you, with a trunk big enough for a full size bike (if you take the wheels off)...not the car equivalent of the clown bike you apparently drive. It all makes sense now.

@rural_14 said...

And why not put fenders on your folding clown bike like any self respecting folding clown? Oh, self respect, that must be it. Just pretend then, like alls the rest of us. Also - fat tires on an folding clown bike, or hoisting your kids 20" knobby bike tires for winter = very useful.

BikeSnobNYC said...

Anonymous 12:06pm,

"I drive a REAL CAR, a sedan mind you..."

Now that's funny.

--Wildcat Rock Machine

babble on said...

I understand the urge to wear white linen trousers, I just don't understand why you would wear them in the rain on a bike without wheelbrows.

BikeSnobNYC said...

@rural_14,

Still kind of creeped out by the clown bike, I try not to touch it apart from actually riding it.

--Wildcat Rock Machine

Anonymous said...

Oh HAPPY DAY !!
Read it and still top XXX.

babble on said...

But then I don't understand much these days.

Midpack fodder said...

I wish I were DFL material. Sigh.

Anonymous said...

KNEEL BEFORE BLOG DRAFTER.

(ZOD)

babble on said...

Oh where oh where have 4000 freds gone, oh where oh where can they be???
With their stems cut short and their beards grown long, oh where oh where can they be?

Anonymous said...

"Because if you've got a better word for a woman who hits a cyclist and then Tweets about it then I'd like to hear it."

Thundercunt has got to be in the running.

Old Joke said...

Three old guys are sitting on a porch, talking:

1st old guy: "Yeah, gettin' old's not too bad but I wish I could pee in the morning like I used to."

2nd old guy says: "Aw, I get up every morning at seven and piss like crazy, I just wish I could have a bowel movement like I used to."

3rd old guy says: "I pee every morning at seven and take a huge crap at eight like clockwork. Now if I could just get out of bed before nine..."

McFly said...

Speaking of old person problems, my wife pee's her panties everytime she jumps on our trampoline. She creates her own unique scent.

At least its not a DUMP JUMP, not yet, anyway.

balls™ said...

I'm more of a DNF than a DFL, provided I'm not a DNS.

Roille Figners said...

Lot of shitty, repetitious writing being showcased today.

"Bring a regular bike for your hosts and show some decency toward your hosts so that your gratitude to your hosts is apparent to your hosts."

"We are in search of artifacts so that we can collect artifacts. Our one objective is to collect artifacts. An artifact is defined as [bla bla bla]. We are collecting artifacts. We want your artifacts, and did we mention the artifacts?"

"More than 6,000 cyclists from over 70 countries including the United States" [OH REALLY, THEY CAME ALL THE WAY FROM THE UNITED STATES????] "Italy, United Kingdom, Brazil, Canada, Germany, Russia, Jamaica, Israel, Poland, Byelarus, Liechtenstein, Angola, Mali, Chingdong, Quetzlcoatl, Shimano, Jamaica, Morningside, Argentina, George Strait..."
What's with the long-ass list? It's like FUCK, WE GET IT, you said 70 countries and that was good enough. I can grasp the concept of "a country." That's like USA, Italy, and 68 more of those, now wrap the goddamn sentence up.
And then, as if disappointed they couldn't list every fucking country, they have to add, "among others." OH THAT'S RIGHT, you said there were 70, but then you "only" listed 14 of them, and I'm really bad at subtraction so THANKS for reminding me about the other countries.

(Someone's got a case of the Tuesdays.)

ge said...

Anon's got a good argument for not buying a clown bike, but if you're a dumb slave to consumerism, such as myself, why not get some use out of an otherwise regrettable purchase. Anyway, I'm getting hungry and need to cut this apple with my handy machette since it looks way cooler than the paring knife in the drawer.

top meh

Comment deleted said...

"I hope the Gran Fondo plans to send a "broom wagon" out to tranquilize and collect these Freds, because they're probably rummaging around in people's garbage even as I type this."

Chapeau, RTMS.

RoadQueen said...

"Anonymous said...
"Because if you've got a better word for a woman who hits a cyclist and then Tweets about it then I'd like to hear it."

Thundercunt has got to be in the running.

MAY 21, 2013 AT 12:19"

I VOTE FOR THUNDERCUNT

sanctuaries variamen

Roille Figners said...

UCHOF = DOUCHOFF

E.O. Alzheimer said...

Today you said, "Of course, had some sort of Fred ride been in the offing I would have put one of those bikes with the curved handlebars like they use in the Tour de France on the roof[...]"

But yesterday you said, "In all, it was a lovely visit, and as I understand it there was even leftover pizza for a light pre-Fred ride breakfast the next morning[.]"

Color me confused, but that sounds like an offing.

Anonymous said...

White pants should not be worn before Memorial Day. After the holiday you may soil them however you wish.

ChamoisJuice said...

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Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2328152/Hugh-Jackman-cruises-NYC-scooter-wearing-black-white-Adidas-tracksuit.html#ixzz2TwpHIQT8
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Anonymous said...

Only thing cooler than a folding bike is a folding scooter. He's wearing sweatpants and those toe shoes.

Anonymous said...

nice pants wildcat.

mikeweb said...

First thing, Bill Cunningham is the balls.

My hunnee is thinking of buying a folding (a.k.a. 'Clown' bike). I'm all for it, because I'll be able to ride it on occasion without having to actually admit to owning it.

Onrurag?! Really?? Am I THAT cranky?

mikeweb said...

Also, during my lunchtime laps in Central Park, I came across someone happily riding along in his GFNY jersey.

So, that's one accounted for.

asad said...

That's not seersucker, Snobby.

yankees suck said...

Being dignified and courteous in Boston is like wearing a white suit to a mud wrestling match.

and being dignified and courteous in NYC is like taking your neighborhood horticultural society to an ICP concert on the lawn in the middle of a nascar race.

ge said...

Mike Web - GFNY? Go Fuck New York? So he was from Boston then? Brave guy. ... Oh Gran Fondo, never mind.

Anonymous said...

@ Rollie your stupid posts are supposed to come from CJ, not the other way around.

and

http://ipayroadtax.com/no-such-thing-as-road-tax/i-knocked-a-cyclist-off-his-bike-i-have-right-of-way-he-doesnt-even-pay-road-tax/

Esteemed Commenter DaddoOne said...

EOA,

You didn't think we actually INVITED him, did you?

Anonymous said...

@Rollie,

It's the Gran Fondo New York. People did come from as far away as the US. We're kind of trying to disown NYC. Shhh, don't tell them.

Serial Retrogrouch said...

why is everyone so up in arms against clown bikes? you guys take yourselves too seriously... sheesh

I have a clown bike and i ride it so that people can point at me and laugh. laughter is contagious, and so just think you are doing a service to humanity... and then laugh a little, too.

no one gets hurt when you ride a clown bike... until you try to make a phone call, that is.

Dooth said...

Can't you just smell the eau de merde emanating from that perfumer's mouth?
Linen pants? Bil Cunningham? I didn't know you're such a fashion hound...perhaps an offshoot blog is in the works...say, BikeDandyNYC.

edward said...

Snob's evolution to cycle chic has begun.

Anonymous said...

Norfolk is seen as a bit similar to some of the more.......remote U.S. states, inasmuch as the voices in the electric box are a form of devilment (the radio), the man with the fire travels around burning things (witches an' that) and tool use has been discovered to date as far back as the 1940s. Oh, yes; inbreeding too....

Daft cow.

hey nonny mouse

BikeSnobNYC said...

edward,

If you could see me right now you'd see how utterly wrong that is.

--Wildcat Rock Machine

recumbent conspiracy theorist said...

I'd love to have a clown bike but lately I've been seriously considering either a BoB trailer or just going all out for a Big Dummy like snob. (keep in mind I do own a car and I love driving it when it rains -My town is too small for buses. It used to have a right fine interurban trolley system but that was back at the turn of the nineteeth century.)Any way just yesterday I needed to stop at the mill for a 40 pound bag of dirt and other related gardening supplies and had I had at my disposal a trailer or the big dummy I could have easily portaged those items home. I'm leaning towards the trailer mainly because I already have quite a collection of bikes already in my bike garage.

I like the idea of just tossing a folded clown in the boot of my trunk when I travel by automobile and its safe,secure and at the ready whether the opportunity presents itself for a ride or not. but really some kind of cargo hauler ability to up the smugness quotient I think must take precedence.

Emily Patrick said...
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crosspalms said...

RCT,
I apologize in advance for rattling on about my new trailer again, but you gave me an opening... Being able to store the thing was an issue for me -- I'd looked at Bob trailers, too -- and the Travoy folds up nicely and takes up hardly any room. Friday and Saturday mornings we made 2 trips to a local garden fair and brought home plants, Friday evening we ferried a humane trap to a woman who needed to catch a feral cat. Sunday we went on a picnic and my wife said "you're not using your dorky trailer." I wanted to, I really did, but strapped the stuff on the rack instead. Anyway, I paid full freight for it (minus my $8 REI dividend) and nobody asked me to talk it up, so TOTALLY UNSOLICITED TESTIMONIAL.

AngoTuttle said...

cipo red-handed, or better oliveoil-handed
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Svs3RPMGEEA
1:00

recumbent conspiracy theorist said...

@crosspalms
Nice! I thought I saw you rambling about a trailer the other day. You've already used the heck out of that thing and only had a few days. thats great.

robot words: stylnes rich

McFly said...

I am thinking maybe thats just your pasty thigh, bro. Yep.

Go to the beach.

Anonymous said...

“the only one of its kind in the New York/New Jersey region.”

Floyd

Emily Patrick said...
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Buffalo Bill said...

Subhashish Sinha finished dfsl. I wonder if he has any problems with any three letter agencies?

Lumpen Fredetariat said...

Babble, it may well be that the 4,000 lost Freds put their heads together and decided to Grand Fondo their way over to Vancouver to court you.

Nebraska Bike Commuter (non DWI edition) said...

The nicest trousers I ever owned were linen. I wore them for many years until I got to the approximate life stage that RTMS/WCRM occupies now, and I started getting too girth-y.

crosspalms said...

Lumpen Fred,
Dammit! Why didn't the rest of us think of that? Now they've got like a four-day head start...

ChamoisJuice said...

Hot/crazy

I sent my crazy hot redhead ex this gif. She didn't think it was very funny.

ge said...

crosspalms - jealous of your choice of trailer, but can't see how it would work on a recumbent, unless RCT is an ironic screen name. (Why does it feel so wrong to geek out over gear on Snob's blog?)

wishiwasmerckx said...

CJ, so your wife decided to DTMFA.

What a surprise!

wishiwasmerckx said...

Early bird gets the worm, but I'm going forward anyways.

The old person problem is wearing white pants before Memorial Day weekend. You were a mere three days premature, but see where it got you?

As for the inauspicious brown spots, if you say that's mud, sure, we'll all play along.

wishiwasmerckx said...

70 countries including the USA? the host country does not count towards the total, leaving us with 69.

69 is a much better number, right Babble On?

wishiwasmerckx said...

Toby was knocked of his bike?

Was that supposed to be knocked off his bike or knocked up his bike?

Roille Figners said...

It's me motherfuckers. Not Chamois Juice.

The dog keeps scratching, thereby

enabling emainge

ChamoisJuice said...

I know right? Narcissists with immature obsessions with bicycles...

I may not be able to spell or use grammar, but I am smart enough to not get married. Haven't slipped one past the goal keepe, yet. Given how many stupid risks I've taken over the years, I wonder if there's something to the BIKING GIVES LOWERS YOUR SPERM COUNT AND GIVES YOU BALL CANCER comment.

Nina said...

anon 12:19 PM - but Thundercunt is totally a compliment, I vote for it to be a compliment.

edward - I think you're right about WRM becoming more cycle-chic, did you seem him drinking wine from a (possibly ironic) plastic cup at an outdoor cafe-style location in the Q&A with FatCyclist? That was so chic.

babble - oh no! I hate how bummed you are, I hope the healing hills are helping.

Also, people who are my friends and who have always seemed sane and logical actually bitched loudly to me about the bikeshare this weekend saying it would slow them down. They don't drive cars, but they still said it would slow them down. I said tticire about.

Trailer Park Cyclist said...

Is Tuesday over yet?

Anonymous said...

I read this blog and the next website I visit is showing AARP ads. F'n Google.

g-roc said...

I wish

McFly said...

Thundercunt? Where does the lightening come out? Can you do the ONE MISSISSIPPI count thing to see how long it takes to hit? Is there severe saturation? I have questions. I need answers.

The Rook said...

I'm glad my artisanal, invisible-self-portrait perfumy smell is invisible. Because I smell like ass. Now i'm off to visit babbles' nekked blog. FTW.

anonymoose said...

I irks me that so many folks don't observe the "no white shoes after Labor Day" rule, or the "no white knickers before Memorial Day" rule. Babbles nekked blog sounds good. White bikinis before Memorial Day?

anonymoose said...

"It"

Comment deleted said...

Roille, nice Rollie avatar. Though his Oakland peak-handlebar visage would be even awesomer.

crosspalms said...

GE,
I think that was a case of me wearing trailer goggles. I guess he could put the mounting fixture on top of his helment and sit up straight (and pray the trailer didn't yank his head off), but otherwise Travoy + recumbent = WTF

Anonymous said...

I agree with you Snob,
Vote for Bill Cunningham!

Bill is the man, indeed!

Dooth said...

Wildcat Rap Machine:
Fudi Dudi, We Don't Like To Party?
Sounds like you caught some Bronx flava...
"Ladi dadi, we like to party
We don't cause trouble
We don't bother nobody..."
Slick Rick is your homey! Seriously, a posse of old school rappers live 'round your way.

DB said...

Back home.
Those 4000 Gran Fondos crashed my daughters wedding and open bar.
Thanks, NY for a great weekend.

Grump said...

Were you wearing a wide white belt with those white linen pants? That would be quite a sight.
.

babble on said...

Mmm nekked. I LOVE nekked.

I sure miss that guy....

The Poster Formerly Known as Anonymous May 20, 2013 at 8:53 PM said...

I didn't mean to spark all this folding bike controversy with my comment yesterday, but saying you clocked up only two (2) hours on your folding bike, is just as bad as saying you clocked up only two (2) hours on pogo stick. You'd go to great lengths, I'm certain, to avoid that shame, yet you submit to the disgrace of riding a folding bike based on a most feeble justification.

If you come to Australia, will you use the same rationale and bring your preposterous folding bike because it's just a little itty bit easier to pack? Will you demean yourself and subject the kindhearted people of Australia to the distasteful spectacle of you tooling about on a folding bike?

I'm sure you'll come to your senses and spare us such an obscenity. Besides, you can take a fully assembled proper bike on the train in Sydney for free. That's probably because America was founded by puritans and Australia was founded by convicts.

On the down side, you get beaten up if you wear white linen pants.

crosspalms said...

Babble,
A couple of weeks ago you gave some heartfelt and honest relationship advice to a guy who I think called himself Lonely Lobo. I admired you for that, and I wish I had something as useful to offer you. When I was going through a divorce several years ago, a friend of mine said "just keep doing what you love, it'll help you get through it." Some of that was biking, some was music, but he was right, it helped. I know I'm not the only one who's wishing you well and also thanking you for what you share with us, here and on your blog.

babble on said...

Thank you so much. Oh here we go with the waterworks again...

but you are absolutely right. The only way forward is to follow my joy, so that's exactly what I'm gonna do.

And you know me. In the end fer sure I'll babble on about it. In fact, that's probably good therapy, too, though it may not make for the very best babblelogging.

In the mean time, you guys rock, the lot of you. I'm so glad you're here.

Cheers. xo

leroy said...

Bitch stole my look:

1. Kim Kardashian vs. Kanye West

2. Tom Wolfe vs. Col. Sanders

3. Bike Snob vs. David Byrne

leroy said...

My dog posed for an invisible portrait.

Anonymous said...

I haven't owned an auto for six years but do subscribe to a car share that I have only used for one hour.
I live 0.4 miles from a discount auto rental that charges $33 day for a compact rental with generous mileage, renter pays for fuel.

ce said...

Retards should take back the word "retard" and make it their own. Except of course they can't, you know, because they're retarded. Seriously though, I love retards. Nowadays you're under so much pressure to self censor, you can't call someone a "..........", and you especially can't say "..........". But retards never mind, they just carry on dribbling and making their funny noises. And even if they did have a problem, what are they going to do about it?

recumbent conspiracy theorist said...

ge/crosspalms - The trailer hitch helment mount set up might work but I imagine one's neck would get tired pretty fast.

RCT does have a nice ironic ring to it but I really do have a recumbent bike and enjoy riding it once in a while when I don't feel like giving myself a wedgie on a standard bike seat. The vast majority of my daily cycleen activity however is on regular upright bikes like my commuter, road and mountain bikes. Trailer use would be limited to the commuter biek for the most part. The Bob trailer attaches at the rear axle so it would work quite nicely on the recumbent if I was going to do something completely nuts like long distance self supported touring. If I was going to spend multiple days riding a bike 50-100 miles a day rest assured my ass would be comfortably planted on the recumbent seat. And I would haul my camping gear on the trailer.

The big benefit of the Travoy is how small that thing folds up.

" (Why does it feel so wrong to geek out over gear on Snob's blog?)"

I don't know the last time I checked this blog was a bike blog albeit one with a bit of sarcastic nature and with the curator going on and on about folding clown bikes It seems like a natural place to geek out over gear.

and scranuses.

My dad thought he was funny said...

When I was young,
Life was fun
And all my joints were limber.
Did I say all? All but one…

But now I’m old,
And fun is gone
And all my joints are stiff.
Did I say all? All but one…

ce said...

What do you call it when you satirically parody a douchey behaviour, but really you're enjoying it a bit too much... and maybe, maybe you actually are a douche, a douche who is using a loophole in Political Correctness to let the doucheyness out in an acceptable manner?

I don't know, but I think maybe I just did that. Doesn't matter though, my smug is technically still fully intact.

McFly said...

I hijacked one of my father-n-laws Cialis the other day just to see what all the fuss was about. Goodness gracious.

Chris said...

I really enjoyed your helper monkey's chat with Stanley Tucci last week. Very esprit de corpse.

JB said...

Oh McFly, her father contributed to his daughter's rogering? Or maybe you just sat on the couch solo to see if you could make it to 4 hours?

mikeweb said...

McFly = doper.

You have shattered my whole belief system.

FUKK RONG

McFly said...

Maybe it's spelled SEE ALICE?, IT'S STILL AT FULL SALUTE...

Anonymous said...

What do you do when you run out of junk? It's pretty useless then, isn't it?

Dave said...

I'm SO OLD...
that I drive a thing called a station wagon. Among its many virtues is that I can shove the whole big-ass SWB in the back without taking the wheels off. Still tons of room to shove luggage, cats, whatnot. And my manliness is secure. I hear you snickering - I don't even care.

edward said...

@Nina - totally! It was like three in the afternoon and he had his little wine outdoor cafe and everything.