Thanks to all of you who — without a single bit of prodding by me — contributed dollars or tools to Brian Gravestock’s Bike Clinic Too. Your example caused me to haul a couple of beat-up old bicycles, soon to be parts donors, down to Old Town today.
Well, OK, I needed some cyclo-cross tires too. [...]
Quiznos Pro Challenge: One prologue possibility from Patrick O'Grady on Vimeo.
More fun with technology. This time it’s an old Flip Video camera that spits out .avi files, one of which I converted using Evom and then fiddled with in iMovie 9. The video sucks, and my editing is worse (first time out of the chute [...]
The Toasted Sandwich Pro Challenge will kick off with a prologue in Bibleburg, organizers announced today. It’ll be interesting to see what they use as a course — I recall seeing a couple of proposals online a while back and they all looked like shit to me. But what do I know? I’m only a [...]
. . . pun intended, the first Tuesday in November being a day on which we are invited to stick it to ourselves via the ballot box.
I just wrapped up my civic duty, voting the straight Democratic Party ticket, croaking all amendments, propositions and city-county questions devised by tea-baggers, Industrial Christians and other asshats, and [...]
We’re seeing lots of journalism from The Old Gray Lady, McClatchy and other national news sources lately about politics in Colorado.
The Senate contest between the right-wing dingbat Ken “Aw, She Was Askin’ For It” Buck and Democrat Michael Bennett is a tossup in the final stretch, despite the nearly $30 million spent on it by [...]
The gods are bowling. We can hear them up there like so many really big Lebowskis trying to convert a 7-10 split. And somebody up there must’ve spilled his beverage, because we’re getting our first precip’ in the better part of quite some time. Hallelujah. A trail ride these days leaves my bike coated with [...]
Author and former New York Times reporter Tim Egan has apparently visited Bibleburg and observed the splash from the corporate money shot released by the strong right arm of the Roberts court. Here’s hoping he was wearing his raincoat.
I had just wrapped up a bit of leaf-raking this afternoon and was vigorously applying water to what serves us as a lawn when my friend, neighbor and bicycle adviser John Crandall of Old Town Bike Shop rolled by to exchange pleasantries.
John, as you may recall, was involved in a horrific bike-auto accident a year [...]
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