Politicking

I love politics.  In fact, I love talking about them more than I actually like the mechanics of politics itself.  It’s a discussion that draws varying opinions that inevitably will lead to disagreements, raised voices and rolled eyes.  It’s basically an open door to R.I.P.’ing friends.

My buddy Trace “The Republican” Crutchfield’s new show just does that.  He traipses a number of states looking to stir a politcal pot that’s already currdled with rhetoric and dis-information  all in the name of entertainment.

Enjoy.

http://current.com/items/89205643_unconventionally_yours_with_trace_crutchfield

Fox Hates Black People

In the wake of Clinton winning the NH Primary, Dennis sent this video over to me.  I’ve yet to truly figure out why and how the Bill O’Reilly’s and the Anne Coulter’s of this world exist.  I can’t figure out if these people are being inflamatory for the sake ratings and fame or if they really beleive their own rhettoric.  Worst of all, I can’t beleive Americans actually take Fox News seriously.  That’s almost as bad as publicly admitting to believing in The Secret.  Way to go guys….way-to-go.

Milk & Cookies

Michelle is finally hocking her wares, this could be the end of free treats for me or it could be the beginning of a dufflet-crushing empire. Either way, if you’re vegan or if you dine in the wonderful world of meat, these cookies will be waiting for you over at Manic Coffee as of early Friday morning.

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Michelle pointed this guy out because she hates emos, and I admit he makes some pretty great points about the internet too.

I’m so Confused

I know I’ve seen a lot of security guards show up at skate parks before, and I’ve certainly been known to carry a roll of duct tape in my duct tape holster while “riggin” skate spots. Don’t even get me started on the setup the “Career Skater” is rolling on.

Tony Hawk Enterprises with a (in my books anyway) HUGE MISS.

Notable Quotables.

“…if you happen to see a really small track bike for sale, could you let me know?” – annie lam

new looks

going to be switching up the look of the blog in the next couple weeks, sorry for any sloppy css and or picture resizing issues.

Craigslist Baiters P.1

I’ve noticed for a while on Toronto’s Craigslist’ bikes for sale area that there’s been one person who’s prone to putting up unrealistically good deals and then leaving fake contact information. I fell for it once and ended up talking to some confused Spanish man who had no idea what was going on. In retrospect it’s funny cause who’s really going to sell a Cinelli “one gear bike with no brakes” for $300? You got me, fair enough.

Lately, with the fixed gear thing in all of it’s fadded-out glory a couple of great posts have come up and hopefully will continue to do so.

First – http://toronto.craigslist.org/bik/409214264.html and the response – http://toronto.craigslist.org/bik/409237124.html

And just today, one I can only hope is a joke, but dude seems to know way too much about shoes for it to be. – http://toronto.craigslist.org/bik/409505392.html

A Few Good Shops

Matt’s written a little article on the shops in Toronto to pick up stuff for your fixed gear, It’s definitely on-point.

Read it! <–Clicker

New York State of Mind

Back from my 3 days in New York. Needless to say, the Rotten Apple is always fun and its great to see friends that I haven’t seen in a while.

Other than work, I was able to meet up with Emrys from the FGG forum and watch him blow glass. Also got to check out his butter Samson which he bought on ebay for $450.

Emrys’ Samson

Bike stuff aside, I pretty much just hung out in Brooklyn and visited some local haunts. Went to BBQ spot-du-jour Fette Sau with a coworker and my pal Mikhail from Mishka.

Fette Sau.  PORK! PORK! PORK!

Then went to some swanky party on 55th with other coworkers to pile back free vodka amongst all the douches. We promptly made our exuent after i smashed a glass over the pool table. It was kind of a bad look but a great way to middle finger all those losers.

Traipsed south and east over to the Bowery Ballroom to catch Pelican play. It goes without saying that it was awesome. Headed back stage and proceeded to ravage Pelican’s food.

Pelican 

On a full belly and hazy vision, I cabbed it back to Williamsburg and puked on myself and the floor of the apartment I was shacked up at. As I cleaned my mess, I noticed Koda and Noodles (the resident dogs) lapping up part of my puke. Classy.

Koda

Noodles