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john
unhappy friday ....
never say, the rain is killing the friday tradition . don't think . sing "no rain no rainbow" . sing like konishiki "朝日　のぼーらない　夜は　なーい～"
f#%k f#%k f#%k !!!!!
peace,
a2c

Yes it rained on a Friday, a facking gen. The thing I miss about the Friday night rides is the challenge of keeping it together. Finish work, get on the train, talk to living togethers and head out. Just getting to the ride is a bitch let alone keeping up with pricky fast legs. He weighs as much as my gut and makes uphills look like the an al highway into a passed out jewish girl, mad quick son (not mine). So i ignored the police when they told me to stop and felt naughty. they didn't even bother to follow me which bummed me out but the ensuing drama on the path back stoked thee. Nothing happened and they were gone by the time I headed back on the same path. It was sick to ride in the rain.

bike month in to

apparently, may 26-june 21 is "bike month"(?) in toronto. not really sure what that means other than myself lurking around various events to snag free breakfasts and various glistening pamphlets. i did attend the group commute on monday morning - call me a wimp, but arising at 6:30 when you're hungover and used to getting up at 9:30 is tough, tough shit. but with a free t-shirt and pancakes at nathan phillips square thrown into the mix, how could i(now) refuse (to). anyway, it was fun tymez and vitty and byn came along for the ride, along with about 250 other cyclists. there's a criterium around st. lawrence market coming up as well, so that should be cool. the weather's beautiful here right now, so i'm off for a little night ride - an event in my personal bike month, which, really, is....every....month....
one.....two....
three....
go! go! go speed racer! i'm a big pirate and i like to kill!goin' to get the p-cakes. notice everyone else in the spirit wearing their free tees. i was pissed that they weren't xxxl, so i boycotted the wearing, but not the taking.
ghost bike, commemorates cyclists killed. free (not tall) tee.

p.s. - i know i look reeeeeeally tired in these pics, but it was 7:30 and i had only slept for about 4 hours, so i feel it's warranted.

Rick Mercer

is rad. Last night a chick at work asked me to do this retarded test that she learned about in psych class and asked me to give my favourite colour, shape of water etc. I oblige the jugs and answer the questions which are all "give three adjectives to describe the following bpyonbpyonbpyon" what the fuck. Am I back in the only place that I actually graduated from? I described orange, my fav color natch, as rad, cool and manly. apparently that is how I am supposed to see myself and the other shit was cause to go home. No more drinking for this cowboy I said as I pointed to intoxicated cowboy fashion girl/guy next to me.

the metric km

is gang slang for the century. The century is a 1oo mile ride that would take a lot of time and energy to...ride. HOWEVER, blacks aren't (always in gangs or ready to freak out if they can't get a pizza slice for less than a buck) always as stupid as AMERICAN (sometimes me) television would have you believe. the metric km is actually the white man's (over use of beer) explanation for a drunk post. get that reverend! A drunk post! no avians were offended

Fuck it afterall

I am going to start riding to work and bringing the fucking bike back in a bag on the train. I guess we can go both ways but that will be for a later post on a different blog. I won't be riding fixed and I won't be posting pics until later if I don't die because having a child makes everything super tense. gottaJOnowbeforetheywake! kind of stress. I guess the bag isn't needed and I could easily ride home but we'll see how the metric km works out.

A2c A TSU SHi

We haven't ridden on Fridays in a long Fackin time. The rain is killing the Friday Tradition.

Ohh fishially

Fishh Fishh. Fucking tired of checking this blog and not seeing shit all to fucking laugh about so phucking phuck all of you and I am posting on this daily whether or not it's about cycling ut to be fugging sporting aboot it I am posting a picture. If you are reading this goeatcunt, because I guess everybody has less time than me. waking up at 4am, idounna beliiivyuh