Friday, February 28, 2014

Ain't no nothing no more...




So little time to report, so little to report on...a sad, sordid state of affairs, not unlike the sunshine when she's gone; not at all like the beer when it's empty, nor the trails when they are covered in snow, or, conversely, melted ice and mud....at least I opted for some sand this week and got out and spun the SS Pugsley for a few hours to quench my maddening thirst for all things off-road velo. But alas, there are other goodie news of importance swirling amidst the fairy dust of failure here in the KC cycling world: we have made about 50 Taddihogg hats this month, including 20 for Black Sheep Cycles in Fort Collins - for their trip to NAHBS - and I am in the process of selling off some of my stable ( a carbon 'cross bike and a pimpy track model) in order to clear space and renumeration for a Ti/Carbon wunderbike 29+. Yes, yet a another foray into the pit of heaven that is the 3"x 29" stomper; and this one should tip the scales at around 23lbs: so fast I will be noteth...




After spending 13 years on a full-suspension bike as my main trail-slayer, I have, for the last year now, not even had a front suspension bike in my collection: completely steel and rigid; Krampus, 2 Pugsleys, and the eponymous Jones Spaceframe and Truss fork. All these bikes are amazing in their own right, but at 28.5 lbs the Jones is the lightest trail bike in the line-up: it is time to go on a diet and get down to a brawling weight now that my 40's are not going away as was foretold by Paula Abdul and her minions of MC Hammer impersonators....so much for an 80's revival movement because  Ronald Reagan  was the bomb. Worst. Fucktard. Ever. Trickle down dickhole...












1 comment:

  1. That little orange Saab is the bomb. Oh, and Kate Upton's jugs.

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