Wednesday, June 28, 2006

I just dispatched a truck driver down in Houston. He took his directions, gave me his cell number for communication purposes, and said his name was Bubba. He then said "that's my nickname....what's so funny??"
I said "Aaaghh....nevermind."


O.K. So I surprised the wife with some Steely Dan tickets for next Friday at Moneyfest. She's a big fan and I'm a good husband..........for today.
Don't get me wrong, I like Steely Dan just fine, but there are a couple other shows I'd really like to see like this guy.

Friday, June 23, 2006


I first ordered the 2006 Poprad disc in orange late last year around the holidays. For one reason or another it was not to be as it never shipped. I have recently found out I will be getting the 2007 model in metallic red.

Carbon fork.....disc brakes....LUCKY!!!

Should be pretty sweet. Stay tuned.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006


Until I saw this..................I went to Qdoba.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006


And comp overall leader John Lirette confirming that there was going to be little, if any screwing around.

Note Weezer looking at the ground like a beaten man and the race hasn't even started.

Monday, June 19, 2006


I thought I was a shitty racer until I tried this.

Sunday, June 18, 2006


That was hard......Right bike........wrong tires.........gear......who knows???

Wednesday, June 14, 2006


The end result of Jamie being hit by a car last July (uninsured motorist with a rap sheet longer than DaSug's list of fine ladies) was scope surgery about
3 weeks ago. While she finished the racing season last year, nagging pain in her left knee required the removal of some pinched tissue as well as cartilage. She is feeling better every day and back on her bike. She plans to start racing herself into shape in early July. Meanwhile, her sister Meg had a tonsillectomy yesterday and has been grounded from racing at Kewaunee as well as any other physical activity for 10 days. If you ask nice she may do your handoffs. This leaves yours truly as the only racer in our family for the first time since we started doing WORS races.

Monday, June 12, 2006


For more than a decade this space was taken up by a huge 12 foot long sandbox for the creeps to play in. Now it is a cocktailing slab for me to play on. You see,...everybody gets their turn at La Casa.

I think it turned out pretty nice despite not taking Russell's design suggestion.

Friday, June 09, 2006


I have been getting some very nice compliments on the photography I have been posting lately. My wife Julie is the one behind the lens. I recently bought Tosacrosser's emergency backup camera for her as a gift out of the kindness of my heart. Well...not really. After being married for 13 years(my kids are 20, 14, and do the math), I have realized that it is much easier to buy myself something if I do something nice for the little lady in return....Sure, it costs a little more to do things that way, but I dodge alot of hassles, I get what I want, and's only money and I don't plan to take a nickle of it with me when I exit this piece of spinning dirt.

This happens to be a win-win situation for me as not only do I get to buy this (on order), but I also get some nifty pics of myself, family, and friends to post on this lame-ass blog. I think the last bike I bought wound up costing me a new washer and dryer for The Bubbster.

I am trying to convince her that this can work both ways. As soon as I do, she will be bringing me a case of beer every time she comes home with a new pair of shoes.


When I bought my RIG, that my big ass would be bustin' that shit lickity-split. I bet the Fisher folks put a purple 19 in. frame on the shelf with my name on it fully expecting a warranty job because the turn around time was less than 48 hours. I thought I was going to be slummin' in black with DaSug and his old lady, but I got purple again so I can match my idol and inspiration.

Russell is now under the gun to get it put back together for the WEMS race this weekend. I'm too embarrassed to go into detail on how screwed up that pile of parts was when I dumped it off at The Tool Shed, but I think it's safe to say I won't be wrenching for the pro's anytime soon.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006


The original plan was to try to stay towards the front of my wave and just hang on until we got to the singletrack, but 250 yards into the grassy lead out I was in the lead. While this would have been my preffered position at the end of the race, I knew it was not where I wanted to be for the leadout. I was about 6th going into the single track behind Lenny, a couple 50-55ers and a few of the younger clydes. I figured I would take my chances in the singletrack rather than try to chase them on the road. I rode all the trails real well and even caught MAYBEEEEATCH the SSer at the top of the Ho-chi-min trail right where it spits you out into the ski trail. He knew I was on his tail and took that turn real wide so I could not crack him on the ass as I passed as instructed by my coach and the shcmuck that claims to be my coach.

I finished the race riding pretty much alone for a second behind Lenny.

I'll take second to Lenny any day, but I must admit this view is getting old.

Thursday, June 01, 2006


All it took was a little shamless lobbying, and I am now part of a small but deserving new class of recruits to be linked up at Mitch Man's World.
While I will take Cat-3 status any day of the week (I can't even come close to cat-3 as it relates to pedaling a bike), I would guess it's been a while since Ronsta and Mike have been called cat-3 anything.

Picture is a view of Pikes Peak from my uncle's patio. Here is a view of my uncle's patio from the top of Pikes Peak.