Guess what?
Today there will be a post but it will be late! So in the meantime enjoy this image of a grazing Brompton:
See you later this afternoon,
--Wildcat Rock Machine
Thursday, August 11, 2016
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Scranus!
Podio!
Sprinting!
outsprinted.
162. The system is currently engaged in a desperate struggle to overcome certain problems that threaten its survival, among which the problems of human behavior are the most important. If the system succeeds in acquiring sufficient control over human behavior quickly enough, it will probably survive. Otherwise it will break down. We think the issue will most likely be resolved within the next several decades, say 40 to 100 years.
Je suis dans le premier dix, mais pourquoi?
...That looks like a grazing Brompton to me... a Brah-ah-ah-mpton.
Thanks Anon, James and Mr. K for the fine leadout.
...what's a 'brazing Brompton', anyways?
That grassy field looks like a good place to view the Scranids meteor shower. Should be peaking tonight between midnight and dawn tomorrow. Even in the light polluted city a few should be visible if it's clear.
Today's post is brought to you by the upcoming BBC documentary about the nesting habits of Bromptons around the world.
Nice pic Snob.
worst.post.ever. Looking forward to your redemption this afternoon.
Thanks a lot for making my Brompton jealous that it's sitting at home, with painted-over brazes no less.
But, but... it already is the afternoon!
Did you mean enjoy this image of a blazing saddle?
Did you mean enjoy this image of a blazing saddle?
grazing grompton?
Thanks, Godot
Enjoy your ride!
vsk said ...
It's hotter than any analogy I can think of right now...
vsk
But Ted K., I CAN'T WAIT 40 TO 100 YEARS!
But maybe I can wait until later this afternoon.
Somebody's gettin a nooner on the couch.
The cat is probably watching.
Back to the dome....
Lateness is unacceptable. I demand a refund.
I eagerly await the next post! I'm on the edge of my seat, atwitter with anticipation!
Refund! Refund! One of my favorite scenes in "Breaking Away".
Fuck this.I'm going to lunch.
As soon as he stops crying I will untie him from the bed.
Dorothy is fitting Snob for a Jugum Penis, without using her hands.
It looks like the upcoming BMX events in the Olympics should be pretty dramatic:
"Smaller than a mountain bike, the BMX bike has 20-rim wheels and only one gear and a break, besides having a resistant frame to support jumps and bumps throughout the circuit. "
"break". Sigh. (also, 20-rim wheels? Are those, like, super wide or something?)
from the "spectator's guide" here: https://www.rio2016.com/en/cycling-bmx
Afternoon...delight...where is it?
Well, this explains why my dog amended this evening's karaoke playlist to include The Friends of Distinction's 1969 classic "Grazin' In The Grass Is A Gas Can You Dig It?"
Letting one's Brompton graze in the grass is clearly a gas.
I, on the other hand, was nearly knocked off my bike several times on last night's commute by a different gas: the smell of rotting garbage in midtown, Turtle Bay, and points south.
In honor of August in NYC, I would have added something to the playlist by Rancid. Maybe "Indestructible."
(reCAPTCHA just asked me to select all images with grass. Far out, it's like they're totally like in my head, man.)
I am a mountaineering fred, and the helmet situation is even worse than with bikes.
They kind of make sense rock climbing, to keep a falling small rock from hitting your head. What even eclipses bike helmet idiocy is that they are mandatory on glaciers now. On a glacier, you can fall into a crevasse (they can be hidden by snow). It's possible to die by hitting your head on the side in the fall. However, climbing helmets are not whatsoever designed to absorb blunt force trauma. They are the same as hardhats, except they cost roughly 5x as much. It literally is impossible for them to make a difference for falling injuries.
captain sensible and his wife have bromptons for their camper van. also, he liked my rack...
captain sensible and his wife have bromptons for their camper van. also, he liked my rack...
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