Archives for June 2009
I’m Not Dead.
25 June 2009 | news | 3 Responses
My faithful readers may be wondering about my health, which I can assure them is fine. I’ve simply had no machine with which to communicate with them. Once again my love of midget dungeon necrofecalphalia led my poor Lappy into the gaping maw of an Anti-virus Virus!! Thanks to Jaybill all is well and the normalcy of the blogosphere can resume it’s breakneck pace. Work is keeping me busy of course and my downtime has been filled mainly with comic books. Summer is in full swing and once again, it seems to be aiming for my head. Stay tuned for more soon!!
Never Had a Bike be So Good.
3 June 2009 | bike, news | 8 Responses
I’ve been nagging my manger for months now about getting a new bike. This past Sunday she ran the numbers and relented. My old bike, a Cannondale I converted to a single speed, was tired. I’ve had the thing since ‘97, and my brother had it for a few years before that. I’m guessing with all the mountain biking and commuting, the thing has over a thousand miles on it. Time to upgrade. We visited Bike Gallery’s Hollywood location and I test drove three bikes. Our salesman was busy, but gave us just enough attention and zero pressure. I know a bit about bikes, and once he realized that gave me plenty of space. I liked that. First I rode the Kona Dew Plus, a multi-geared commuter bike. Kate has this bike, and she loves it. It felt good, the disc brakes were responsive and the gears were…geary. Second, I tried the Trek Soho S, a single speed. I felt this bike had been engineered with me in mind. Sleek and sexy, a razor in a stiletto heel. The third bike I rode was way out of my price range, but I had to try it. The Trek District sported a new carbon fiber belt drive instead of a chain. It was so quiet and precise, a triumph in cycle design. In the end, the Soho was the one we took home, being the best value, fit, etc. Also: all black. A ninja among bikes, a light weight karate chop of forged aluminum.
Taking This Too Seriously
1 June 2009 | blog, faithful readers, jeff | 4 Responses
It’s been difficult to write lately; I’ve been too picky. I’ve been to selective. I have no time to be picky. I’ve been trying too hard to come up with something emotionally sweeping, something simply fraught with import. Fuck all that. Writing for me should spout, flow from the fingers in a furious foray, shout out. With words. Fuck all that, too. I need to throw a turd at the wall and hope it sticks, and doesn’t smell. Everybody and his brother has a silly blog. I think one that people read should be compelling and personal and raw and funny. Sometimes offensive, yes. Like humans. Should it give information? Sure. Why not? But what’s to prevent you, faithful reader of the blogosphere, from getting that information somewhere else? The net is vast and boundless. Information is truly everywhere, input available at any time and any place. 30 second clips and jpegs and words so many words swirl in a whirlwind none of these words will wind up heard. Somewhere between Twitter and WordPress lies the perfect blog. Random yet poingant, thoughtful or not. Unique and engaging but quickly, please, I’ve got four tabs open.
