Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Vote for Geoff Feinberg's short titled: Locomotive

Here's a great short commenting on life, or rather sound, in the big city:

Locomotive from Geoff Feinberg on Vimeo.

Vote for it here on PBS's website. The short that wins wil get screened this Saturday night on PBS..

I really dug this film a lot cause while it had cycling stuff going on, it really wasn't so much about the cycling. That and I can attest to the noise and dampening feeling the city gives off on a daily basis. After working and commuting daily for something like 13 years, the last year of my life on funemployment has been nothing short of a drastic, most welcomed relief. It's at the point now where it's almost a foreign idea for me to set foot in Manhattan. Even when I do, its usually just to cut through to see friends who reside in Brooklyn..

I can't really say I ever felt the pressure get to me or reacted quite like the way the shorts' protagonist did. Lord knows having the ability to belt out tenor style like that would be an awesome talent to posses, seeing as how it would surely land you in the panties of many a fine lady. Though I'd be lying if I said I didn't throw the occasional unnecessary, while being totally necessary, expletive fit now again. Usually it was when I was really busy and some fucking asstard motherfucker(s) didn't bother unjamming the copier after they cluster fucked it to hell. My favorite was when ALL 5 were jammed at the same time and people would get pissed at me cause their copies weren't done in time. Yes, people in offices are THAT fucking stupid and assholey..

Suffice it to say, my wildly inappropriate use of the word 'cunt' at volume, amongst others, in an office atmosphere never really went over that well despite the fact that it was aimed at an inanimate object. People were usually more scared of me than for me. Which is not a bad thing since people rarely ever bothered me for anything unless they absolutely had to. It would certainly explain why no one ever objected to my smoking of weed at my desk. In fact I think they actually preferred it, hehe. Shit, I'm just thankful that no one caught me having sex with a co-worker in the back room! Okay, fine.. I'll admit that office was relatively fun and tolerable. It was the two after that really sucked a nut..

Anyways, has the blog suffered slightly from the lack of my being forced to sit down in front of a computer and keep myself entertained while pretending to look busy for forty something hours a week? Yes. In the grand scheme of things do I give a rats ass? No. Why? Because I no longer have the near uncontrollable urge to bludgeon myself to death by smashing my head into a pane of glass that's too thick for me to crash through due to the lack of distance needed for a good running start from where my desk was located relative to the windows.. That's why..

Right then, I've got some more interesting things coming up real soon. By 'real soon' I mean whenever I damn well please :-)

Also, if you recall my recent post about how much I fucking hate the cops in this town that give the rest of them a bad name, check this shit out:

Interview with Pepper Sprayed Protester Chelsea Elliott from on Vimeo.

Apparently pepper spraying nice airheady hippy girls for no reason during a non-violent protest is totally alright now. More on Animal and The New Yorker..


Friday, September 23, 2011

An Original 1983 Benotto Crono Track bike in NOS condition?! SO SICK!!

Talk about fucking GNAR!:

The original photo was annoying the shit out of me so the one above is slightly adjusted for better viewing pleasure..

LOTS more snap of it on his flickr set..


A little something to get you ready for the weekend..

Not one, but two reasons why I wouldn't mind being reincarnated as a women's saddle 8-)

Although I have to say, the blonde could really use some buiscuts and gravy..

Thanks Julie!


Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Feel the tug of skateboard fever!

I hung out with my good ol' chumz Tom and Jeff the other day to go check out the concrete skatepark in Astoria Park. It was a fun day of putzing around and reminiscing about how rad skateboarding was before we got all old. Anyways, after dinner we decided to check out the old Peels Sessions spot and I somehow managed to bust out with a fast 5-0 grind to frontside shove it out nice and clean- STOKED!:

Thanks for the vid Tooommmeeeeeh!

Skateboarding is something I miss really badly and wished I lived closer to a good park. Okay, so yeah, there's plenty of parks in my area. I guess I just hate being the old guy by myself surrounded by a bunch of 14 year olds shredders while I'm struggling to hoist my fat ass up on the fun box. Oh to be 23 again!

Anyways, I'm almost done with this fucking alignment table. I'll post some pics up once it's complete..


Monday, September 19, 2011

Brooklyn Bike Jumble this Saturday!

Saturday September 24, 2011
Old Stone House at Washington/JJ Byrne Park
336 3rd Street
Brooklyn, NY 11215

Join us on September 24, 2011 from 10AM to 4PM at The Old Stone House at Washington Park for New York's only bi-annual cycling flea market. 


Friday, September 16, 2011

Two super sssSCHWEET fixeeeehhhzz!

MAN are these ever ssssswwweeeeet!

Vintage early 80's Pinarello roadie conversion:

Yeah, for 2007 maybe. It's nice to know it's still 07' somewhere cause I actually love seeing shit like this- so funny! I can't wait til people start building 04'-07' period correct track bikes 20 years from now with top tube pads and aerospokes to boot..


Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Prollz sellin' his SWEET Merckx Team Stuttgart Corsa Extra on the bay!

I just came across this auction and was like- Hey, wait a minute, I know who's this is! Say it ain't so dawg!! He mentions the reasons for parting with this bad boy and after having personally sold many a lovely bike item over the last year or so, I totally understand. Check it out here and be sure to let your tall friends know!

Parting is such sweet sorrow man but once you get that new custom Icarus under you, the sting you're feeling now will be nothing but a forgotten memory..

Also, I have a vintage campy pista group that would go LOVELY on this whip for whoever ends up buying it :-) 


Friday, September 9, 2011

Tricking on Folders?? I think so!!

These guys are fucking hilariously awesome:

This kinda goes along with it real well too:

So good!

..meanwhile, in Korea..


Wednesday, September 7, 2011


Get ready cause you're going to shit yourselves crying with laughter at the commentators FREAKING OUT about this run by Danny Hart (youtube pulled the vid so check it out here now- DAMMIT, they also pulled the commenter yelling the title of this blog post from the end the fucking pansies!!):

Fucking NUTS! That last bit where he whips the tail out going mach two is mmmmMENTAL!!


Thursday, September 1, 2011

Interesting read from TA: Behind the Blue Wall with Officer X

This is one of those things that gets my blood boiling to the point where I have so much to say I don't know where to start. If you're a cyclist in NYC it's a must read. Esp to those of you who've received tickets in the past..

Luckily for you, thinking of where to start made me recall an incident I experienced a while back that go along these lines..

Something like 10 something years ago I had my car parked over on 9th ave. I had to go into my office for something real quick on my day off. Parking in midtown is a total nightmare and it costs like $12 to park for 30 min at a local garage. 10 ave however had metered parking at the time for 1 hour for a couple of bucks. More than enough time for me to make the trip over to 6th ave and back. I brought my skateboard just to make sure and get a little rad along the way..

Just under an hour later I returned to see a couple of cops doling out tickets on the avenue where I was parked. Keep in mind this is before the days of those super fast ticket printers they have now. Every parking ticket had to be written by hand, which took time. The ticket he was writing was for the very last car on the corner. My car was parked about 5 cars back and there was a ticket on each cars window. At first I was nervous, wondering if I was too late but according to my time, I was good to go. Sure enough I check my car and there was a fucking ticket on the window. I was shocked wondering how I could possibly mess something as simple as that up. Only to be even more shocked that there was still a minute left on my meter!

Now, like I said, my car was about in the middle of the block and the officer in question was writing a ticket for the car on the corner about 5 cars ahead of mine. So let's say it takes what, 2-3 min to write one ticket? Which means when he wrote the ticket for my car, it had at least another 10 minutes left on it before he managed to get to the end of the block where I first saw him..

Upon realizing this, I ran right up to him (still writing the ticket on the corner car) and was like: 'Excuse me, I still have time on my meter- why did you give me a ticket?!' Apparently he didn't like some random kid questioning his authority and without even looking at me, essentially told me to piss off. To which I got REALLY fucking pissed off and yelled: What the fuck is wrong with you?! I still have a minute left and you wrote all these other people tickets too! I probably had another 10-15 minutes left when you wrote my ticket!!

Now you might be thinking, wow, smooth move not only yelling at a cop but calling him out on his job. Well, the kicker is that there was a crowd of people around him on the corner, all of which were gawking since that's what New Yorkers do best when they're not stepping over or walking by dead bodies on their way to work in the morning. So not only was I questioning his judgement but I was doing so in front of a bunch of people, further embarrassing him. At this point he got really, really pissed off and screamed:


He basically admitted to his wrong doing which was somewhat gratifying to hear despite the fact that  he was a fucking asshole for giving me a BS ticket. At that point, I saw no further reason to keep antagonizing him so I turned around and got in my car. As I drove by I screamed: KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK ASSHOLE out my window. He said something in return but it was muffled by the sound my tires screeching on the hot asphalt..

In hindsight, I'm actually glad he wrote me that ticket. Had he not, I wouldn't have that interesting little anecdote to pull out of my hat now and then whenever people talk about how annoying cops are with their BS ticket collecting..

Also, I'm not trying to say that ALL cops are assholes or anything. Just most of them :-)