20days.

i know i have been very slow to post.

it took exactly 20 days for me to pop the conti ultra. thats about a dollar a day. but that doesnt include the tube i had to replace. now im running a 700x23 soma everwear which is like BUTTTERRRR. i swear when i got it i threw down a good 30 ft and when i got home it still looked new. so now i have 2 different size tires: big fronts, small rears. heard thats good for long distance skidding. eh. it's kinda wierd looking at it from thefront or back, but it looks good from the side. i'm not having any issues with the setup yet. though i plan on changing the fronts to a 23. i'll probably get that cheap ass one from perfbike.

i popped it while on my daily ride. and found out there was an alleycat and a comp i missed. i was bummed i missed the race and the comp and that i popped my tire. i wasnt having a good time at all.

eh. i cant do wheelies. im sad.

hellspeed,
jmik

food for thought


he's holding himself up. FAIL

speed. i am speed.

so i had to do a run to the student center to turn in my immunization records. and im guessin i was really on that rockstar because i was really hype (remember ive gone about a week or two without one). anyways, did a hardcore sprint to campus.and it took less time than i thought. so i decided: hey, ill go on a broadway/main run (yeah i guess i was really f*ckn hype).

i f*ckn flew. im pretty sure i was getting some lift too. first i zipped on 2nd street, got to a stoplight, hit up a almost motionless trackstand. then the light turned green. f*cking jammed. got on broadway and pedaled my ass off garrett chow style. i even overtook a car. it was epic. what i love about riding in this city is the stoplights. the road is curved, so if youre on the good side of the road, trackstands become nothing. and if you get a great launch (i mean great push on one pedal, great pull on the other) one can blow cars away. it's exhilerating to feel my shirt flapping off behind me, my hat almost flying off, pedals rotating faster than a blender on high, chain strained to the max... cycling is f*cking beatuiful.

i have to sign up for classes. i cant believe im pretty much 1/4th through with my first year here.

hellspeed,
jmik

17 days.

it takes 17 days to get to the layered portion of a conti ultrasport tire. f*ck. im going to invest in some expensive tires. now that i think about it, skidding doesnt do anything really. i mean thats why cars have anti lock braking systems- skidding just isnt efficient.

today seems like it's going to be a long day. i dont think im going to ride today because of it. heres my list

1 two psych ctj's
2 two psych quizzes (knock one or two out on my break)
3 socio movie review (not due till tomorrow)
4 socio exam (not due till tomorrow)
5 start looking for classes
6 tell my gf and her dog how much i love them.
7 call home.

yeah i dont think im going to ride today.

jmik. i<3melissa

i ate shit.

i ate shit today. and i made some observations.
i need to pay attention more.
my peripheral vision sucks.
in case of emergency: BAIL and dont try to save it
DO NOT BRAKE AND TRY TO SKID STOP
get out of the clips.

i had a whole though process before i bailed: should i give the car a love tap? OH i can steer off if i could just aim for the corner of the bumper..LEANING TOO FORWARD! LEANING TOOOOO FORWARD! BAIL BAIL BAIL! why is the bike still on my feets? oh shit.

oh and i learned cops do care. thank you for caring chico pd. i mean it.

i rssed all the blogs i read. prollyisnotprobably, bsnyc, guyswhocuttheirownhair, hypebeast, etc. and i think it sucks out all the fun in reading blogs. blah blah blah.

spent my last 2 bucks.

i just spent my last 2 dollars (that were part of my safeway sickness cure spree) on arizona 99cent drinks. why? because i'm thirsty as f*ck. i realized that the lights on my bike arent really helpful. they look cool, but in pitchblackness they suck ass. i might invest in some velcro and a maglight.

my right arm is sore for trying to do wheelies on the bike. i am teh suck. i cant seem to lean back far enough or ccrank hard enough to find that little pocket. i think i need to pull my seat up. probably about an inch or two.

i need to go buy some mad sweatpants. the weather at night is getting pretty rough. i love the cold weather, i hate it when it lingers though.

spinergy carbon wheels suck ass.

jmik.

the origins.

this weekend my girlfriend came from milpitas to visit. it was really fun and nice to be with her again. it was a piece of home that i really needed. i missed her. my stomach broke down and she took care of me. my throat really hurts right now and i dont know where it came from. it sucks. it could be something that went around because she had it too when she left.

i was sad when she left.

i miss her again.

i'e taken a liking to old thrash metal from the big four: metallica, slayer, anthrax, and megadeth. i like the usual things one would like from them: master of puppets, war ensemble, caught in a mosh, etc. i ended up watching this swedish documentary on youchoob about thrash and the origins. i'm on the second part and it's really interesting how modern hardcore sprouted from it.

im gonna get a burger.

cheerio,
jmik.

"asian-pacific islander americans"

hmmm what race really gives a sh*t about if theyre either asian or pacific islander?

SPECIFIC MUCH?

so they put an import tuner chick.
they mention drifing.

i think theyre targeting filipinos!

wow. im honored. i guess.

jmik

goodmorning

its about 1, and i cant really sleep. i even tried riding my bike. usually that would get me tired. i did a couple no handed trackstands- but i only get my hands off for about 3-4 seconds and they go straight for the handlebars again. its okay because i know its enough time to flip two birds and dive to the handlebars. i also played around with whipskids, which i realized i tend to whip to the right alot. well i turn left and whip right. in addition to that, i already established i can do one footed skids. so i a few of those and thought hell, if i can do that i can do a leg over... the only hard part is getting the leg over: see, you have to take a hand off the handlebar before you skid, throw your leg over the bars, skid, and hold on for dear life.

sometimes i ask myself: why do people make up these tricks for these bikes? f*ck, theyre made for 3 purposes only: velodromes, messengers, and cyclists who know what theyre in for. sometimes it upsets me that kids have these bikes for show, not for function.

my dad bought a slingshot RD22 over the weekend. he wants to convert it into a single speed like this. it seems really legit. the thing is, i question the cable. what if it snaps? there's a lot of tension on that spring. theres alot of tension on that cable. then i wondered: what if this was converted to a fixed gear? that cable would snap after a few hundred skids. hmmm. the single speed conversion isnt going to happen anytime soon, he told me. maybe if things pan out- it'll end up being belt driven like those treks that are coming out.....

hellspeed,
jmik.

minor setbacks.

i came out of my astronomy class yesterday, and i realized i had a flat on my rear tire. it wasn't fun. i went to the bike cart, some scam from the school, to use their pump. it was a bullsh*tty pump. so i got air in the thing, but i only made it a few yards out until it went flat again. i thought: maybe i did'nt pump it enough, or correctly. so i literally carried my bike to cyclesport 3 blocks away used their pump. and it holds. by the time i made it to 3rd and nord, about 3/4 of a mile out, it went out. so i had to carry my bike home about 3-4 blocks. not fun at all.

today i went to cyclespot and swapped a tube. so i have an se lager with a kends tire in the front, a conti sport in the back, specialized "italian" clips, soma leather straps, fsa vero cranks, and a sugino track cog. my bike is really confused.

i realized, phil wood components are from san jose. and paul components are from chico. thats basically the story of my life. HA. i miss san jose.


this is the shortyfatz 8 series. and it looks pretty radical. in my honest opinion it looks a bit cartoonish and the shape is questionable. i wonder how it would hold. the rear triangle is smaller and is placed low, reminiscent of full on track bikes. i believe that this is the first attempt of a non-lowrider bike from shorty fatz. their lowrider bikes are sweeeeeet. they have similar shape. im sure this bike will attract helllllla attention.

hellspeed,
jmik.

no shoes, no shirt, NOOOOO DIIICE!

i love that part in fast times at ridgemont high.

i thought about it and i cant believe it took off the size sticker on my bike. it was a beer mug with the size on it.

so i forgot to post yesterday. so i was on second street on my usual way home for lunch. and as usual i sprinted like hell. i found myself on 2nd and ivy next to a geo metro. you know what a geo metro looks like. so we're at this stop light- and i pay no mind. i get a great start off the light. and i f*cking PULLLLLLL. now i know the metro would pull in front of me so i drafted it for a couple yards, gained composure, and slingshot my way past it. the driver was all smiles and was hooting and hollering (he had one of those tree hugger bumper stickers). its great to see people like that. he gave me a thumbs up and i made my way home.

today, not so good. first off its windy, so windy that i feel like a sail whenever i sit up, and if im going against the wind, it feels like im going uphill. and my thighs seem to be giving out on me little by little... maybe its because i didnt have something to eat in the morning. i'm gonna do a small run before i go to class.

and i need to get rid of the slack on my chain. chain droop isnt really the safest thing.

hellspeed,
Jmik

hatefulthinking?

my chain really bothers me, it has a slight droop, and its affecting my riding. i think im going to get that fixed after i re register to vote. the voting procedure is really a shame. it doesnt make any sense to me sometimes. when we vote we're really voting to sway a guy with a greater power to vote a certain way. he/she can even go against what the plurality vote says. what suck even more is the fact that people wont vote because of externalities. some countrires make it a holiday to vote. i dont understand why this country doesnt. it's so driven by the economy, it cant even get it's righteous citizens time to vote. voting should be open for a couple days- not just one. its too frantic to have it in one day- and im sure we'll reel in more voters that way.

heaviest in chico is coming up on the 10th

but i cant believe im going to miss 408 fest though.

tire or tyre?

changed the back tire today because i shredded through the kenda k176 that came with the bike. so right now im running a conti ultra sport. its grippy, but one its in a slide its like butter. its a big change from the kenda which felt dry and- well it feels different. im sure anything was better than the kenda, ill update on the progress and feel of the tire (but continetal is german made so i guess it's tyre).

i guess its more riding for me.

anyway. i met steve from pullins cyclery. i was wearing my barrack to the future shirt and he seems like a very big supporter of our boy barrack. regardless, i noticed there are alot of riders that are biased towards certain shops. but all the shops are cool with eachother- its not like other cities. for example: the guy who is head of critical mass (the guy with the pake), and another fixed rider who works there were at pullins today. i met mike, the dreadlock guy, and a few others at Chico Bike&Board. when i bought my clips at cyclesport, i ran into ted and maxx. but its a community. you just cant get that in places like san jose. thats what i like about chico, everyone's connected.

gonna do a quick run with the new tires before i go eat. or maybe vice versa.

this is the freeman transport track bike. its like jack in the box- built when you order. it comes with the bag. its expensive, but its awesome.

hellspeed,
jmik

there's something about 4 wheels

there are some interesting characters here in chico. yesterday on my daily bike ride, there was the national yo-yo competition. NATIONAL. it was probably the most dense asian group i have seen in a long time. ive been really out of the yo yo game because the 4A division was nuts. 4A would be yoyos that arent connected to the string. wtf!?! YO YOS NOT CONNECTED TO THE STRING. and these kids are nuts with a yo yo. however there were a few kis who gave me wierd looks. there were a bunch of hypebeasts gawking at my bike. supreme hat. supreme keychain. north face backpack. skinny corduroys. gazzelle glasses. and the asian "i dont care but i really do care" hair (mullet). i wanted to stomp his face into my rear wheel. there were an aweful lot of scene kids there too. ugh.

today, on my bike ride there was a car show. it was great because there were really nice old school cars. some low riders. some rods. some random ford escort- it looked like it was sh*t. it had rattle can paint, with some tribal looking design on the front, a pep boys parkbench one size fits all wing, and spray painted stock wheels. it was stupid- until he turned it on. holy hell this thing was built for drag! wtf!? it was a sleeper. it was cool. there were some latino dudes with a corrado, a mkIV JTI, and 2 mkIII vrs. the corrado: clean, paint was rough, tsw's were wierd. it wont a few awards. the mkIV: good start but angel eyes, motegis, and eyelids were a bit f&f. the mkIII vrs.... orange with black hood? uhhhhhh nah- paint wasnt good, tint wasnt either, the wheels were cheapy but had bbs caps in them. the next one the paint had traces of paintover (lets just say i can tell the car was yellow before) the wheels were ehhh. it had blue momo racing seats and matching 4pt harnesses though. there was this full resto 62 beetle. god it was gorgeous. then there was this rat rod karmann ghia which was so badass. if i were to do anything to a beat ghis, it would be exactly like that one. it was great. there was also a rat rod squareback- that was bad ass. and a full drag latemodel beetle. OH and there was an old 2 seater mercedes with bbs rs'.... o would so so many bad things if i had that car. close to it was a datsun 240 for sale....

now about today.

yesterday i realized: my rear tire has gone to shreds. im starting to get to the threaded nylon layer. so basically my ride today was about finding a cheap tire. i met some dirt jumper dudes on my way there- at first i thought they were trying to be assholes, becase as i ran past them they yelled "DO A TRACKSLIDE!" part of me said do it, another part told me that theyre assholes. but they caught up to me and i had a good convo with them. one of the dudes wanted to try out fixed gear someday so i let him try out my bike. we talked bike and it was cool. so i went into chico bike and board (basically my shop, i go to them alot). they didnt have any cheapy tires. he suggested some and some tires and some shops. so im gonna get a new tire in a weekish. so yeah.

he suggested to me: "dont skid"
F*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CKF*CK

its so hard not to.

damn kinds stock tires.

jmik.

sorry i have to do this

here i believe that obama is very efficient with no bugs, mccain is clean but with bugs, biden is old, but the shit works regardless, and palin: FAIL

okay. (ps. i stole this from the fast eddies blog)
hellspeed,
jmik.

hipster eh?

adbusters on the "hipster"


i blogged about something similar to this. i love it.

here are some excerpts from this article that really caught my eye:

"Take a stroll down the street in any major North American or European city and you’ll be sure to see a speckle of fashion-conscious twentysomethings hanging about and sporting a number of predictable stylistic trademarks: skinny jeans, cotton spandex leggings, fixed-gear bikes, vintage flannel, fake eyeglasses and a keffiyeh – initially sported by Jewish students and Western protesters to express solidarity with Palestinians, the keffiyeh has become a completely meaningless hipster cliché fashion accessory.
The American Apparel V-neck shirt, Pabst Blue Ribbon beer and Parliament cigarettes are symbols and icons of working or revolutionary classes that have been appropriated by hipsterdom and drained of meaning. Ten years ago, a man wearing a plain V-neck tee and drinking a Pabst would never be accused of being a trend-follower. But in 2008, such things have become shameless clichés of a class of individuals that seek to escape their own wealth and privilege by immersing themselves in the aesthetic of the working class.

This obsession with “street-cred” reaches its apex of absurdity as hipsters have recently and wholeheartedly adopted the fixed-gear bike as the only acceptable form of transportation – only to have brakes installed on a piece of machinery that is defined by its lack thereof.

Lovers of apathy and irony, hipsters are connected through a global network of blogs and shops that push forth a global vision of fashion-informed aesthetics. Loosely associated with some form of creative output, they attend art parties, take lo-fi pictures with analog cameras, ride their bikes to night clubs and sweat it up at nouveau disco-coke parties. The hipster tends to religiously blog about their daily exploits, usually while leafing through generation-defining magazines like Vice, Another Magazine and Wallpaper. This cursory and stylized lifestyle has made the hipster almost universally loathed."

"“He’s 17 and he lives for the scene!” a girl whispers in my ear as I sneak a photo of a young kid dancing up against a wall in a dimly lit corner of the after-party. He’s got a flipped-out, do-it-yourself haircut, skin-tight jeans, leather jacket, a vintage punk tee and some popping high tops."


im really concerned about this generation. smoking and drinking have become a central idea of hip. this glamorization of things that are "rad" is being way too commercialized. it makes no sense. it makes me really concerned about our future: think about this, these are kids who will grow old with more aesthetic morals than true morals. think about how the government will be. think about how all the hard work our fore fathers have done for us. now look at these kids. that last quote i posted from the article sums it all. 17. skinny jeans. leather jacket. vintage tee. and hightop sneakers.

at 17 one best be studying for college shit. skinny jeans were originally apart of the hardcore/punk era. hightop sneakers are useless unless you skate in them (they actually have great ankle support) or playing ball in them. it's a mess of scenes smashing together. its disgusting.

OH AND THE MUSIC- its horrible. 3OH!3, the millionaires, all this disco talking shit. its not really that great. i mean, 3OH!3 i have respect for because if you listen to the song "dont trust me" they do not advocate the scene. however their music is very scene esque " shush girl, shut your lips, do the hellen keller, and talk with your lips"

uhhh yeeah.

just listen to metal kids, and you'll never end up in this predicament.

hellspeed,
jmik.

the final countdown

so im pretty sure i have my skids down lock. my form is pretty good- im capable of doing 50 foot skids, probably even longer because i dont have the room to do one that long. so yeah. i think it rained last night- thats uncool. i have to make sure my components dont get rusty. i might just have to take the bike apart and stow it away for a while. thats uncool. either that or i can buy a tarp to put over it. that sounds legit.

jason maggied is boss. this is so epic

Macaframa from MACAFRAMA on Vimeo.

i thinkif i start wearing gazzelle glasses and grow a mustache and goatee i'd sorta look like him.

hellspeed,
jmik

hello wednesday. goodbye september.

so i went on a rant a thon. i just wanted to get it off my chest. i guess im still hypebeasty, but its all i have to wear. so i basically dont have a choice.

woke up and my throat had the roughies. my nose had the runnies. but somehow i figured- i should just go to class. and so i did. but i stopped at 7-11 for some taquitos. they were great. i found out that i cant eat while riding. or drink. or talk on the phone. but i did manage to figure a solution for the phone situation- i would put it on speaker and fold it on my shirt so i have my shirt being weighed down with the phone.... yeah its pretty legit except for the fact that it looks like im talking to myself while i ride.

i figured out i love to f*ck around with drivers. i raced a van down broadway. and at first i thought he was toying with me- the driver gave me a "wtf? is he really keeping up with me?" look. and then i guess i was cogblocking him (thats right i said cogblock) out of the lane. another instance would be stoplights. first off- drivers as well as pedestrians and bystanders are amazed when i pull to a stop because im trackstanding the whole time (where i just balance on the bike at a stop). what surprises drivers is the fact that i can pull. and when i pull- i pull hard. i beat cars off the line and keep up with them for a good distance. i really want to get a cycle computer to see how crazy my rpms are. i know they arent gonna be garrett chow status, but it could be pretty good. i think my legs are getting used to the strain- theyre not sore until i pull so hard i look like an idiot kid on a big wheel going downhill with their feet glued to their pedals.

oh and i figured out- my rear wheel isnt completely straight. so it got me wondering

here are my goals for cycling:
-i need to figure out how much i ride
-i need to figure out how fast im going down 2nd on any given afternoon.
-since i got down 1 footed skids i need to figure variations. (not really into tricks though)
-perfect my trackstands. i realized today that i have become quite rusty.
-learn every part on my bike. i know most of the part but i really want to understand why that part is essential, what it does etc.
-i need to get a toolset.

what is the future of the bike
i really dont know- its such a great commuter/beater. i dont want to stick some crazy gold velocity wheels on them. and furthermore i kinda like the setup as is minus the tires but that can be fixed. i like my pursuit handle bars. i like my brakes (theyve saved me on many occasion). i just put leather straps and metal toeclip and that relly helps out with the pulling (thanks mike @ chico bike and board for letting use some tools and for putting my cog on). a set of wheels might be in the future or maybe a sugino messenger or a straight up carbon fsa track crankset (btw, fsa ftw), but who knows. thats all i can think of.

in other news- melissa might be coming here. i dont care how long it takes im excited. i miss her so much. i miss oreo too. hell i miss milpitas. HAHAHAHA

milpitas not so much. but i love my melissa and oreo =]

anyways,
hellspeed,
jmik.

rant: what happened? hype and hiphop

i have turned my back on the hip hop community. some people dont get it anymore. i admit i have fallen to the whole sneaker thing, but i have since left that behind. though time and time again i see myself looking at sneakers- it has become tainted.

now im not just thinking about the sneaker community. im talking about the whole picture: the hip hop community. im very disappointed. it has become a part of commercialism. graffiti- no excuse me: street art has become more and more commercialized. look at the pieces of banksy, shephard fairey, london police, buff monster, etc. their pieces are friendly. they evoke emotions, yes- but what im saying is- they can sell. literally. shephard fairey sells clothing, and has had numerous collaborations with companies that sell products. a banksy piece has been auctioned off in recent times. what happened to the colorful, meaningful, illegible but much appreciated pieces?

the music sucks. i hate to break it to you, but if you think lollipop was a work of art- you are sadly mistaken. scratch that. youre a brain dead retard. sure its catchy. sure its has alot of bass and what not. but it has no meaning. "shorty want a thug, bottles in the club?" lil wayne rhymed "like mine" with "like mine" like it was skills. songs like this are only there to sell. it sells sex. dancing. drinking. and it makes no sense to me. the younger generation is listening to this shit. we have 5th graders who sing lollipop word for word. these kids will grow up believing it's real: they should drink, they should talk a certain way, they should be having sex, they should be a gang banger. its stupid.

however i do give it up to the songs that do keep it real.think about it, there are some that do show truth and are positive.

and i know im shooting myself in the foot here- but the dancing sucks too. i mean hello? there is not much difficulty in any of these choreographed dances. i mean i would understand if one had formal dancing experience- but if you can get into this "hip hop" dancing sh*t with no prior experience- its not really good. wheres the form? wheres the styles? and these people talk to much crap. some are so full of themselves- but they cant do a standard waltz, they dont understand form, they cant do standard stuff without making it look "cool". i challenge any hot headed hip hop dancer to try to learn how to dance any filipino folk dance without getting yelled at. OH and i hate how there is no discipline. its all fooling around. if one were really about dancing- shut up and do it.

now- im not talking about the breakdancers and poppers and lockers because there IS form in those dances: theres a right way to do a whichaway, there are right ways to do uncle sam points, right ways to strobe, right ways to setup for a flare. i have respect for them, because it all has to compute in their head while they execute it. its not flail arm left, pelvic thrust right- it's all in the head. hip hop choreographed dancing is more like drills.

now heres where i seriously seriously shoot myself. hype. i want to talk about hype. hype was cool in the beginning. but it's getting way to excessive- its becoming mainstream: hmmm mainstream underground.... makes no sense at all. lets start with the shoes. yeah it was alright in the beginning. i mean breaking necks was addictive. now i dare you to go into any given mall in the bay area and tell me you dont see a handful of people who have nike sb's. and it doesnt make sense: shoes are meant to be worn. and beat the sh*t out of. sb does not mean "stays in box". i know i know i have alot of sneakers and i shouldnt be saying sh*t. but i have worn every single pair. and quite frankly i love wearing my sneakers and beating the living hell out of them. i remeber when i bought my shimizus- they were quite used. however i still beat the sh*t out of them. not its developing a hole- the heels are getting shredded. it tells people "hey im not afraid to beat the sh*t out of these". it gives the sneakers character.

now onto a personal topic: bikes. OH LORD bikes. one does not need a bike if theyre not vigorously using it. i hate how fixed gear bikes have become the thing. i cant say anything much because i own one. but i hate how its getting so overly hyped. sometimes it doesnt make sense. the other week i saw two kids in milpitas with fixed bikes. one red: colormatched. one black and blue: also colormatched. both riders had chrome messenger bags. now i wasnt paying attention to the red one but the blue one really caught my eye. this kid had some blue pokemon keychain hanging off his bag. he had a matching top tube pad. nitto pursuit bars. and an aerospoke. it was obvious this bike was not ridden everyday. first off get some balls- no one needs a top tube pad unless theyre afraid of their nets getting bruises from falling. nitto pursuit bars are really pointless- theyre short and only for hipsters. you cant got fast and get aerodynamic with them bars. and an aerospoke? WTF. if youre not going 30mph, or not on the velodrome- one should not need an aerospoke unless you have the money. aerospokes are cool, but i mean put that sh*t to use. and the kid- oh man the kid ould lurk everywhere and only do skids. i wanted to deck the kid in the dome. these bikes are meant to go fast. i mean the tricks and skidding are cool- but damn save it for a competition or something. or go buy a bmx bike.

so dont get a fixie bike unless youre going to use it religiously. this bike was made for the velodrome as well as for the old school bike messengers. so if youre not using it almost everyday, and if youre not planning to do runs at hellyer, i suggest you get off the hype. ted shred hates the hype. he will personally take off your track cog and use it as a ninja star and tell you to f*cking footbrake.

rant over.



heres the 2009 (i think) version of my bike the lage. i dont get it- se named the singlespeed/fixed bikes after beer references, but now theyre not even beer type colors- the premium brew was green and cream (bottle and foam). the lager came in cream(foam) and brown (beer). and the draft came in gray (can). now the premium bre is blue, the lager black and red, and the draft is maroonish. i like the draft's color though. not raving over the three piece crank though.

hellspeed,
jmik.

motha f*cka im ill

so im sick and i just woke up. i woke up hot, but in a cold sweat. i downed a gatorade and now im ready for action.

and that action my friends, i bedtime action.

and by bedtime action i mean sleep.

j mik.

here's some bike porn for shits and giggles:


copper plated, fsa carbon crankset, ovalconcepts carbon fork, integrated drops with brooks handlebartape, brooks saddle, pursuit 3 triangle geometry. (painted zipp track disc?)

la suprema knows how to make a bike.