Bart from the Bikes and Rec crew wrote to let us know they are hosting an alleycat (with FREE BEER) this Saturday the 17th. Do it to it. We'll be there and you should be too.
For details visit their blog (click).
Monday, May 12, 2008
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Andrew Bird whistles well...
I was rolling around downtown today when my wife called me. "Andrew Bird is coming to town!" Exciting news as he makes super good music with a variety of cool and weird instruments. I checked his myspace to see if the tour was posted and sure enough; he'll be here on July 21st with Josh Ritter. Andrew's music is haunting and pretty and odd and addictive. The video is an interview done while riding bikes around L.A. The guy points out that Andrew whistles really well (duh, his last name is BIRD!) and he attributes it to creating a "cavity in your mouth". Nice wordplay. Go buy his records and go see him live, you will not be disappointed.P77
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
R.I.P. in P.B.R.
Since he lives in Chicago, I figured it'd be Old Style. Pabst is a superior swill anyway though. Speaking of the drinky drink: J Lee popped into the pub last nite with two ice cold bottles of Leinenkugels Original. Soooo good, and considering I had two bottles of directly imported Grain Belt last week my Midwestern beer fix is fully satisfied.
Dave is really good about forwarding me terrifying news blurbs from the web, this gem appeared in my inbox today: http://www.fresh99.com/bicycle-lift.htm His take was : Who do they think they are, Americans?! Seriously, how is it that something so stupid/lazy/cool didn't originate here? And Dave, if you don't get some flat pedals for polo soon, you're gonna need the bike lift to transport you home after the match.
Speaking of polo, it's high time we start up the Friday Night Fights don't you say? (I stole the name from A23 and his Oaktown cronies). It's light out late enough, let's git it on.
p77
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
No Coast Represent
This time of year always makes me miss the Midwest, hockey playoffs, Twins baseball and bulk bags of Kingsford charcoal on sale. Minneapolis, despite being confined to the ridiculously cold climes of what is essentially Southern Canada, is an amazing town. It's a super liberal puddle of artists and cyclists and great rock n' roll in the middle of the cold and conservative sea of middle-American farm country. And everyone there likes beer. Lots of it. In tall cans, 40's, pony kegs, suitcases, half racks and now, I discover: pedal powered. My daily perusing of weird web culture (which always starts with Stevil's rants over at http://www.howtoavoidthebummerlife.com/weblog/ ) unearthed this little gem of awesomeness currently marauding the fine city streets of Minny. THE PEDAL PUB. WOW. http://www.pedalpub.com/ There truly is no place like home. P77
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
The Mean Streets of Sesame
Riding in the downtown, weekend party traffic is always a bit interesting.
Take my friend Bert for instance; he's the one in the car in the picture above. If the photo were larger you could read "Bert" on his plates and see he is giving me the finger and also, just barely, the police a few car lengths back. Ya see, Bert hates me or hates bicycles or hates traffic or hates driving or maybe even hates Ernie. Either way, he was so upset that I rolled past him while he was idling at a green light that he raced up onto my back wheel and laid on his horn for the next two blocks. I slowed to a crawl and laughed at him over my shoulder and then snapped the picture. About three seconds after I pulled the shutter the cop signaled me to the curb as he closed out my line. He reprimanded me for not having lights on my bike and explained how dangerous that really is. He told me the lighting fine was $50 and if he felt so inclined he could ring me up for an additional $75 for an unsignaled lane change and $75 for "antagonizing a motorist". He let me go with a warning and Bert I assume, went back to Mr. Hooper's and grabbed another pocket-bottle of gin before he went back out honking his little horn. So, be careful out there kiddies, Bert hates you and can't wait to tell you and everyone else within earshot all about it. 
*Local ordinance says that it's possible to be hit with a $100 fine for noise violation but fails to mention if this applies to car horns or muppets driving. P77 
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