His Excellency scans The Compound for unauthorized personnel.
Huh. I’ve actually managed to accomplish a few things lately. Go figure.
My April cartoon has been delivered to BRAIN. And my review of the Salsa Journeyman Claris 650 — print version and its two-minute video teaser — is all but complete; I’m just waiting for some Salsoid to answer a couple of questions about spec.
Unzip over to Voler to join the team! Use the Secret Code (OLDGUYS15) to get 15% off your purchase. And no, goddamnit, for the last time, it does not come with fries!
Two other review bikes have been shipped back to their respective motherships, greatly enhancing velocipede-storage capacity in the garage.
Sue Barue, The Fearsome Furster, has passed her annual checkup and had a brace of new window gussets installed, so maybe I’ll be able to hear the stereo again.
The cats have been given a vigorous spring airing. Field Marshal Turkish von Turkenstein (commander, 1st Feline Home Defense Regiment) inspected the perimeter yesterday and collected samples of this year’s grass crop for scientific analysis, the results of which were displayed on the living-room carpet this morning. Miss Mia Sopaipilla took up her station in the clothes dryer, and reported that for reasons unknown the lint filter seems to be full of cat hair.
And now I have exactly fuck-all to do. Nobody’s sending me to Taiwan, or Sea Otter, I won’t have a cartoon due until mid-April, and I’m fresh out of review bikes.
So I guess I’ll just have to ride one of my own. Sucks to be me.
Tags: Adventure Cyclist, Bicycle Retailer and Industry News, Fearsome Furster, Field Marshal Turkish von Turkenstein, Miss Mia Sopaipilla, Salsa Journeyman Claris 650, Sue Barue
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March 23, 2019 at 10:43 am |
I love Spring.
March 23, 2019 at 11:37 am |
Me too. It’s a close second to fall, especially since a goodly portion of fall no longer gets pissed away in Vegas.
March 23, 2019 at 10:48 am |
Time to ride your own damn bike for sure! I caught a nice virus on the various flights to the USA so I’m (again) battling the snot and phlegm monsters instead of riding. I thought I was good after the round in February, but now I’m hoping to be OK by April. Perhaps the Mueller Report circus will entertain me until then? MSR on TV today was pretty good, BTW though I’m not a fan of tne new RAI cycling broadcast team.
March 23, 2019 at 11:38 am |
Those aluminum test tubes ain’t good for ya, Larry. Then again, neither is hanging around in the yard while the junipers are spreading their snout-cloggers far and wide.
March 24, 2019 at 5:01 am |
I DID get outside on a bike this morning – briefly. Sunday morning is sfogliatella time for us, so this morning I dragged out the bike to grab a couple from a place that would have been a 45 minute round trip. With the bike I was there and back while La Professoressa was still asleep and the pastries were still warm.
Sfogliatella Mary is now at the top of our Sfogliatella Shootout list. MMMMmmmm!!!
March 23, 2019 at 11:16 am |
You work too hard.
March 23, 2019 at 11:36 am |
Who, me? Naw. This is hard work. I hope we never have to review one of these things. I’m too unbalanced.
March 23, 2019 at 2:38 pm |
That is something for sure. I think I heard or read about his Arizona Trail ride, perhaps from a piece in the local or Tucson media. Anyway, I’m glad you got some downtime.
Spring is popping down here. Tomorrow is forecasted to be a grand day for cycling, 83 with light wind, and I plan to take advantage of it. Got to get some kind of form together before the Santa Fe ride. I am not trying to be fast, I just don’t want to spend the whole day in the saddle.
That Rainsong is really playing nice. I have it and the Taylor easy to get to so I can compare the tone.
March 23, 2019 at 4:54 pm |
Here in the mid-Atlantic metropolis of York PA the highs are up to the mid forties and the cats are doing the same grass technique. We’re thinking of hiring a high schooler to come in and brush their fur to stave off the hair all epidemic. That Turk is one handsome dude. Got out this afternoon for a one hour spin to knock some of the rust off, and there was a lot to knock off.
March 24, 2019 at 6:49 am |
Well done indeed. Those rust-busting miles are always interesting. The mind says, “Hey, let’s do this!” And the body goes, “Uh, no. Say, isn’t that a pastry shop? I smell coffee. Is it too early for a burger and beer? Pizza and ice cream is healthy, right?”
March 24, 2019 at 8:40 am |
I have two water bottles on the bike, and one is now empty. The mind says just refill it. The body says you can’t trust that water on the road, and bottled water is bad for the environment, so turn around and go home.
March 24, 2019 at 7:05 pm |
You suck.
March 24, 2019 at 7:43 pm |
You still legging it through the snow like a carless bog-trotter trying to make the pub before closing, homes? I bet you had to add some mukluks to the inventory this winter.