Yes, one of my favorite holidays is here.
As many of you know, I dress up every year at the office ‘like’ a dentist.
Its kinda funny. I don’t really like the formal outfit because its very restrictive. Seriously. Friday is always a ‘light’ day….and I had 4 complete dentures to grind out and reline, 2 surgical extractions…and then got to talk to the kiddies about tooth decay.
That actually turned out to be more fun then I thought. I don’t really see children at the office, and its nice to get out there and ‘get down verbally’ with the youngsters.
That is a reference from Real Genius if you didn’t get it.
When I got back to the office (for more work) Kim asked ‘Did you touch them…and did they touch you?’. Nice.
Spook Alley is next door.
Cross race in a few hours.
Maybe there will be a handup.
Thanks to the Captain for this old school photo of how racing should be…
Because that news about Terry is sad…and because the late night emails of funny pictures has arrived…..
This one is priceless….it came from MLPS, where I won’t be at the homie fall fest on Saturday…
My brother had a german car once…until it cost him $1200 to replace the tires….with the cheapest ones.
Speaking of Cheap….here is Cheap Trick….I think I’ll bring their greatest hits to the office tomorrow….
I forgot if I posted my racing uniform for this years cross series. This should let you know how serious I am about racing these days.
And I forgot, Terry McGinnis expired after a battle with cancer. I knew Terry through the Utah racing circuit back in days of less grey hair.
Truely a man who has done a ton for Utah cycling. We’ll miss you man….I’m filling a pint right now.
For the first time in many weeks…make that months….I almost got all the shop stuff done. Isn’t that amazing? Feels like I’m on the backside of a long climb. Ahh.
Working on team kits, sponsors and the like. Even got to have a coffee with Tim.
We talked about our new Dharma Wheels/Mountain Velo team car.
Looks classy, but doesn’t have as much hauling capacity as our current vehicle…
Thank you to Stevil…and I”m trying to make it to Portland for SSCXWC’s…..a fellow cat owner as well.
First off, you should bookmark Uncle Joe’s site….and buy Dog in a Hat….or come by the shop and borrow it if you are a cheap motherfucker.
Cross happened this past weekend. It was nice out…
I, myself, had to take a break from flag football….
to don my “lifeguard” outfit and race to cheers of “Baywatch!” and “Coach”.
Yeah, the ‘baywatch’ I understand with the lifeguard outfit…
“Coach”….am I old, slow and graceful.
My old Lacrosse Coach at Michigan, Coach D, was a Goalie at Cornell in the 70′s. He was fat, short and had fucking great stick skills…..and once again this guy was a goalie?
I go over the barriers slow, but transition with the grace of a swan….as I get lapped by the field.
Wait for Leadville next year my friends….just wait.
The team saw it. And it actually was good.
Maybe its because I had such a mediocre time in Durango. Maybe its because I almost ‘lost’ the race in the first 5 minutes (being stuck in the conga line). Maybe because the scenery was incredible…..
The Leadville movie was great. And the shop will be buying a copy for all to see.
Speaking of the shop, we will be open extra hours, 5-7 with soda and beer if you wanna try on team stuff (the shorts are here too).
Hey, nice fucking uvula.
And here’s Gene’s poster for HFF 2009.. Once again, I will not be there and there is nothing that you can do about that.
There is still much discussion about if we will have a team meeting Thursday….or a Leadville Movie caravan to SLC. I’m leaning toward Movie Caravan to SLC. I’ll consult my spiritual guide and get back to everybody.
Here is a cool ad from Stevil…who has a faggoty Fine Arts Degree.
Dude, that is cool. It didn’t convince me to buy a HD TV though. Actually, I dislike the TV….my 19″ tube with standard cable.
Oh my. The 3am phone calls are starting. Homie Fall Fest is on Halloween….and I”m not going to be there. There is just no excuse good enough for Gene or Hurl. Motherfuckers…………..
The captain was out last weekend, in excellent form and handing down beers…
I hear this guy. I”ll bring the chains and the baseball bat with a nail throuh it.
The Pines to Mines happened. It makes me long for AZ. The start, of course, is in Flagtopia. Right outside of the Pay N Take. Note Anthony’s little trailer…very nice.
MMMM, that looks good…I’ll have some of that.
Its is official. I will be at the 2009 Flight of the Pigs. Oink. Get ready to rumble. All the old posse will be there, in the warmth of the AZ sun.
Here is a letter I found… “Dear Frank Vandenbrouke,
I was a loyal member of your posse, and I will miss you. You were my rider. You were the one I wanted to see in the break away. Your courage and willingness to suffer inspired me, and your inability to live outside of that suffering broke my heart.
You were a cheater. There is no denying that. You doped, both for performance and for absolution. Personally, I don’t blame you for seeking glory, and neither do I blame you for chasing oblivion. I spend the better part of each and every day doing both. I don’t know what is worse. Feeling the pain… Or feeling nothing… If I could take a drug that would make me write like Samuel Beckett, I’d do it. I’d do it no matter what it cost me.”
I hear it. I’m down as well. If steroids/EPO/whatever would have helped me get into school, or now, would allow me to pay off the business loan quickly, I”d sacrifice the future for now. Its simply a question of dedication. And the answer is so very simple……Win? yes.
Wait, one more thing……When I do my blog, at 5am, I listen to KDUR out of Durango or KNAU out of Fagstaff….
The breathy, spiritual, hissing S’s astrologer just came on KDUR and amid a bunch of ‘like”s and ‘a”h’s', gave her take on the day. She said that if the ladies of the crowd had a love interest, that they would have extra energy and that they might get a natural fireworks show if they played their cards right.
Jesus Christ, how about this translation from the Angry Owner. Hey ladies, if you wanna get laid, walk into any college bar down there…the Derail, the Ore House, get drunk, and ask one of the guys to go home with you……you won’t be turned down. Durango is like any dumb hick mountain town…..you don’t break up with your girlfriend…..you just loose your turn. Fucking idiots.
The weather outside is rather nice. So why not waste a day at a cyclocross race? Cause its fun.
We’ll be there….590 S 600 W in Heber. Single Speeds go off at 1pm. I could give a fuck about the other times….unless you race for my team and then I actually do care. We’ll have the tent, yellow beer, cowbell and faggoty costumes! www.utahcyclocross.com
Speaking of cross, here is a race report from fellow Evil Team member Hurl about Crunk Cross
Are you frightened? I’m not, but I am frightened by stuff like this….because I am made of salt…
And Voler forgot to send us a mens sample size of shorts.
So, there will be another meeting next week…..and of course, any team person can just stop by and use the studio upstairs to try stuff on if you have a scheduling conflict.