Monday, April 29, 2019

Little Ado About Nothing

It's been a whirlwind week of kids-not-having-school-ness, capped off by an early bicycle cycling race on Sunday, which I'm proud to say I passed:


There's something to be said for riding plastic bikes in circles really fast.

I mean I'm not sure what it is, but it's definitely something.

Anyway, as much as I love the Fredding about I'm long overdue for a slow "jorts" ride on a metal bike with fat tires, so that's what I'm about to do.  (Between the Fredding and the rain it's been far too long since I've been on the Jones.)  Rest assured the publication of the Eroica California Outside story is imminent.  Also, I expect to take delivery of a new-to-me "forever bike" by week's end, and I will tell you all about it.  But not now.

In the meantime, I invite you to check out the Bike Forecast for the latest in the sublime shit-show that is New York City cycling.

Yours in Jorts,


--Tan Tenovo






14 comments:

Anonymous said...

Will the circle be unbroken? Podioleum.

Grump said...

What's wrong with riding metal frames in circles, quickly????

Anonymous said...

the comment about robbing a bank wearing a license plate is pretty funny TT.

N/A said...

May the jorts be with you.

Serial Retrogrouch said...

...put'm jorts back on!

Anonymous said...

Rasputitsa was wet and cold and muddy - no local Vermont police handed out tickets as far as I know.

David Pecker said...

Beginning to think Outside did some sort of catch-and-kill thing with the Snob's Cali Erotica story.

leroy said...

Well honestly, there are worse things than a little rain on a ride.

HDEB said...

How long does a forever bike last?

bad boy of the south said...

Feel good story....bike thief is caught and hauled away. Such a tool....

Chazu said...

It seems that some of your readers are "jones-ing" for another glamour shot taken at l'eroica of you in bib shorts.

wle said...

refresh please - in snobbese, what is a 'forever bike', again?

Some guy from upstate who is stalking you on Strava said...

I continue to be amazed by how much bucolic splendor you manage to find in that narrow strip of land between the Hudson and Long Island Sound. Driving, it doesn't seem like there's even enough room in between parkways.

JLRB said...

forever scranus