The New Deal

The year is 1932. Black Tuesday long since past, the effects still linger. FDR accepts the democratic nomination and campaigns on the promise of a 'new deal'. Throughout the nation men and women, forgotten in the political philosophy of the Government, look to us here for guidance and for more equitable opportunity to share in the distribution of national wealth… I pledge myself to a new deal for the American people. ...

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The Sound of One Leg Falling

Your results may vary but last night, the sound I heard was no primordial scream. What I heard was a faint whimper of the least climactic sort; no snap, no crackle, no pop. There was only some cackling of critics as the brutal effects took hold. It is true, there are those that took pleasure in this collapse. Such is the price of fame. I should be flattered. My deconstruction ...

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So Low and Single Four Ate

Strange things happen when you recover from the biggest thing you've ever done under a particular set of circumstances...life's like that. Destroy to build. Sometimes, with the right amount of thought and planning, these things can be most solid and generally super. I would consider my performance Tuesday of last somewhat remarkable. Not in terms of blistering speed but of recovery, post 24 and all. Victory. Sometimes, with the right ...

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The New Bike

Today. Nothing. Nothing except maybe a warning to all parents...perhaps even to meddling spouses that choose to get in the way of... dum dum dummmmmmm Aside from that, get me a NEW BIKE or die. Whatever.

After the Math – 48

I had a fantabulous story written describing in great detail the exploits of Marc Risdale...despite auto save and the lot...poof...gone...reset. That kind of genius cannot be re-written and survive the over critical eye of an author scorn. I say darn. Either way, yesterday, I promised details on the following...grudgingly I will re-write them all over from my watery memory. The antics of one Marc Risdale: ...

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After the Math – 24

Last night, in a daze I flipped aimlessly past the Oriface marathon and lo and behold the CBC is flogging the two-four edition of The Adventure of Bob & Doug McKenzie - Strange Brew...so appropriate. Aftermath is an agricultural term meaning the grass growing after the first cut of hay. It is now more commonly used figuratively to mean that which happens after a major event. A hangover (veisalgia) ...

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Lights, Camera and Actions!

730a on the day of, prior to and just before the 24hrs 'Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous'. Prep Status: Bike - somewhat complete. Bastardized TransRockies machine. New additions and alterations include; Marta Brakes, 28h WTB Laser Disc Single Duty wheel, rebuilt Phil Wood bb and (black) White Industries ENO crankset. Why aren't the cups flush on the 73mm bb? Rhetorical question of course...damn. Lights - charged, good here? ...

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Scenery and Botanise

Today, we breathe... There's no hurry, sir, none whatever. I came out for exercise, gentle exercise, and to notice the scenery and to botanise. And no sooner do I get on the accursed machine, than off I go hammer and tongs; I never look to right or left, never notice a flower, never see a view, get hot, juicy, red,--like a grilled chop. Here I am, sir. Come from ...

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Festival of Boxes!

In Promotional News - The rusty red cube was finally released from the bowels of customs purgatory...just in time too. A fury of unpacking, sorting , inspecting and prepping kept me up until ungawdly o'clock (quarter past the witching hour). The order backlog took a mighty hit yesterday (in a good way) but all of my selfless dedication and diligence has a price. I am tired, very tired. I consider ...

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Whoa Nelly

Ontario Cup #2. Done. Rode up, rode around, ran out of gas, rode home. This is where I should include a detailed race report...because that's what you do in/on/with a cycling blog...yammer about how it coulda shoulda woulda gone, reflect on my unpreparedness, overtrainingness and generally pile the sand until I proclaim (much to your edge-of-the-seat surprise) that the results were fantastically superifical and incredibly interesting! In ...

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