...this one is for you!

The semi-monthly update is as follows: D is really, really, really busy. Really! As for me, well, I'm still trying to get over the recent land rush in our neighborHOOD. G-town residents, in an annual rite, descend on 10th AV to lay claim to their little chunk of grass. These claims, marked by blankets and tarps, serve as family plots for the worst parade ever. I really wish the locals would find something interesting to do with their time. Summer is also the time of year when the college waters all of the sidewalks near campus. I'm sure the talking heads are hoping the sidewalks grow into more parking lots. Hey, obese kids need schooling too. There is a difference between bar trash and dive-bar trash. Really! Progressives, pro-abortion - anti-capital punishment? Wal-mart still sucks, always!

Cheapus Bikeus Extinctus

Ring....Ring....
TD, "bike shop, how may I help you?"
Dickwad, "dude, you sell used bikes?"
TD, "not very often, we have very limited space."
Dickwad, "ya, cuz I got like a hundred bucks and need a mountain bike."
TD, "try Goodwill, maybe you'll get lucky," then I can put new tubes and goo in it ($40), new tires ($50), give it a tune-up ($50), some new grips ($12), fix the cables ($20), get you a new rear wheel ($40), bottom bracket overhaul ($20), and fix the shifters ($40). Or you could just get a new bike for $250, and save yourself $172. Or you could go to wally world and get a bitchin ride and a couple of 40's, and live like the trailer park king you think you are...

Phuk You.

...seeking hot chicks

D's dream has always been to be on http://www.hotchickswithdouchebags.com .There is, however, a small problem-his inability to find hot chicks to pose with. If anyone can find a couple of willing hotties, we could make his dream come true. If none are willing, maybe some photoshopper can be of assistance. Please don't let D down.

one shot, one chaser, one hand, one wheelie...

Thin line between success and failure

Sometimes we all forget the thin line between success and failure. I say this while D and "the Spaz"speak in fake German accents about nincompoopery. Oh the pain. The decisions that we make are often more important than we realize. In my line of work, the margin of error is very small. I wonder if the 53 on board realized how near they were to crossing the margin. For the record, it was not meee.

been gone too long

Greeley is a haven for the intellectual elite. If you don't believe me just ask a college student, or any number of folks that have been treading water here since the 80's. Here is photographic proof, and if you can't find the irony maybe you, too, are one of the elite.

Lunch.

Hey Everyone,

Yeah, the shop's still open, even though this hasn't been updated in ages. I'm the new guy here on the blog, but if you've been around the shop before I'm sure I've met you. T & D are gone and I'm eating so I thought I'd say hey. I guess that's all I've got, stop by the shop and check out all our new Bianchi's and we've got Moots now too. Check them out or stop by. We like visitors, and even more, T & D like presents, so bring one in a purple bag. I'm out.

I'm the decider, coming soon: random philosophizery

It has been a long while since the blogging juices have flowed through these here veins. First, a shout out to the AmeriSuites Charlotte staff for making my extended stay ok. Everyone in this southern gem drives like Dick Trickle on a road course. What is it about rednecks and their driving skills. The 4 number 8 flags flying from the pinto wagon must be in violation of some decency code. There is, believe it or not, an official dress code in NC. The "dirty wife beater" is actually the official shirt of the Carolinas. I read this in the brochure. Trying to get to Ruby Tuesday for a salad resembles a game of frogger. Yah, I know, chain restaurant, but there is absolutely nothing around the suite. Been studying way too much, feels like a job. Oh yah, it is. Just a reminder, hurricane season in officially upon us. I wish I could remember what kind of rum goes in that. I've been on a vodka and cranberry kick for a while, so my rumidness is rusty. The kids and I are communicating via web cam, kinda cool. Lil A, keeps saying, "dad get outa there", aint tech grand. I haven't been able to get the Mrs. talked into, you know, but a guy has got to try. Hey D, I got my mother f*!@ing movie check. Kind of missing G town, but there is not really that much around that suite either. That's it for now, but y'all should keep an eye out for that philosophizery stuff real soon.

T
the deciderest decider