I do love doing the Critical Mass. Much smaller crowd than the 10th anniversery, but still quite formidable enough; despite some earnest guy with fliers trying to get us to go to Sausilito, we rode up Market from the ferry building to the Castro, then back down and around to Church n' Market. I started in the front, herded up the back, and rode ( Read more... )

Marin Bikes is going to warrenty my frame. Yay me.

The meeting about Howard with Howard has been put off until Thursday at his request; grounding issues, scheduling issues, plus my cold- fine, fine, fine. This circumstance is almost like porn, in that I have one money shot to catch, and after that, no back up; if he refuses or objects, my only option is to toss him out. Concensous in the group is ( Read more... )

To fall, one must first jump, somehow ( Read more... )

to go get a Happy Tree Friends CD ( Read more... )

Cal Mar cycles called me Wednesday night to say my bike was ready. It took a coupla buses and a lot of time, but I got it picked up no sweat; the new hardware looks real purty. I had high hopes taking her out on the road again, but it wasn't long for me to find that the wobble was still there. I was running late, so I put off taking the bike right ( Read more... )

Got up like the dead leaving the grave, stumbled through morning abulations, pedaled thorough rainy, messy streets (in white pants, no less), and then, after collapsing into my usual seat, I spilled the majority of a Snapple all over my lap. In white pants, no less ( Read more... )