Of five days I was forced to work nearly four. And not the normal trivoloties associated with Supreme Leadership. The terrible awful gross kind that required alarm clocks, appointments and social interactions of a nearly formal nature. I survived. Dad. "Guys. You want to play out front?" #2. "No way!" #1. "Um we're playing, I really don't want my friends messing it up." #3. "Daaaaad. We're trying to play, don't you know other ...
Not quite. Getting there. There will only be ONE way to get it. Be there. OR. Be Mark Lepper.
This is an official call for passenger applications. Be one of the few and powerful to ride the white van of screaming death to Dirt Sweat and Gears 2010 in Fayetteville TN. Van departs Dingle at some ungodly hour Friday the 14th of May. We shall return sometime Sunday the 16th. Details beyond this are dependent on the final passenger listing. For details email peter@misfitpsycles.com That is all. www....
From Yesterday: One foolish child (with a 36lb REAL mountain bike) shared with me an ingenious way to make ANYTHING faster. Anything in the world he said. ANYTHING. He spoke with authority on the matter. Undeterred I sprayed him liberally about the face with water. Despite this discouragement he proceeded to tearfully validated his claim. His idea. Dimples. No ORDINARY dimples either. Those being perverted deviations of flesh or material, ...
Last evening, with much urgency and very little instigation, I determined (with disproportionate ferocity) that NO, I will NOT simply replace my contaminated brake pads. I said no. I said it loud. Fucktheman. Fightthepower. Emotional instability (or the lack thereof) is hardly the point, you weren't there. Buy new pads because these ones don't work? Because these mostly okay ones fell victim to corner cutting shortsightedness? Essentially. Logically. What goes ...
Woke up yesterday and it was Tuesday. A FULL week since the LAST ride. Time for a little something more. Intentions: Depart BULL lot at 16:00 Arrive ALBION HILLS 16:30 Meet Craig et al at 17:00 Ride Meet Bob et al at 18:00 Ride Depart ALBION HILLS 20:00 Arrive BULL 20:30 Actualizations: Rapidly bleed Magura Julie's in driveway 15:58 Zut allores re-bleed Magura Julie's in driveway WITH instructions 16:12 Shitfuck, re-read instructions for CORRECT brakes 16:20 Motherfuck, realization that ...
Not riding. Not predictably nor with intent. Yesterday I didda shoulda, coulda, woulda all day long...wee wee wee. If it's the thought that counts, it's going to be a banner year. For some many reasons going to the gym is (simply) more appealing. Maybe it's the relative predictability of it. Open 24/7 and climate controlled. Maybe that's it. Maybe it's that throwing shite around has always been an important part ...
Fortifications at the new most-time home of Misfit Psycles Inc will be forevermore an ongoing process. Walls have been painted in the most environmental way financially plausible, using only the finest in surplus Dingle cans (light yellow and ice sculpture). The most non-negotiable necessities have also been installed (fridge, coffee). For all intents and purposes, shipping is up-to-this-date and primarily not behind for products that were otherwise in stock. That ...
Since beginning the Corporate Psycles HQ shuffle at the end of March, the Court has been presented with an opportunity to clean some major house. An opportunity primarily (regrettably) ignored. What is left is a vast collection of Psycle memorabilia. The majority, ear-marked as our cornerstone contribution to the (inevitable) Misfit Psycles Repository. Most probable location Fayetteville TN. Washed out shirts, partial intentions, Lepperism's, prototypes, embarrassments and ONE of each ...
If I haven't said it before I shall say it now. When it comes to fitness, efficiency, production and all things generally related to cycling. I AM ONLY AS GOOD AS MY WORST PLANS. Adversity, calamity and shortness of thought have done more to bolster my resultant racing resume than ANYOTHERSINGLETHING written or imagined. Barlow found out. Spunky found out. Dicky found out. Now. Dozens of rabid fans have found ...
Devolution of a Blackberry as juxtaposed with consumption and 24/7 customer servicing. Stage One. Saturday morning smart phone. Stage Two. Goddamn Saturday evening party phone. Stage Three. Sunday morning after phone. Todays post was brought to you by; Ear wax. Grant 'SWIFTWICK' Castle. Thad 'IF YOU WERE MY PET YOU'D BE DEAD' Hoffman. Clay 'DIRT SWEAT & PATIO SET' Higgins. Do I really NEED to be available 24/7? Absolutely. If I wasn't, ...
Not news. My watch remains GIANT. Perceptibly and actually. Despite mine intents, continuously wearing the watch has NOT (even in the least) reduced it's undeniable immenseness. Reduction through familiarization. It, sadly, still appears to be some sort of high powered novelty watch specifically designed for immense individuals (undoubtedly) suffering from the impaired vision imposed by giantjism. New plan, I will continuously wear the arm-clock and magnanimously deny its obvious grandeur. ...
As a person that has dedicated the more superficial aspects of existence to perpetually pursuing presentation on the cutting edge of haute, I know hot. Like all progressives, sometimes, I know hot while it is still entirely cold. Such avant pursuits require a enhanced instance of consideration, else-wise they may be seen as missteps, oddities or perversions. Proclivity is an expensive, thankless bitch. In December LIESNSHITE carefully collected "The ULTIMATE ...
Daily, we (being me) vainly strive towards some means of fractional perfection. At least in terms of psycle product aesthetic and presentation. This isn't about re-inventing the wheel but if my thoughts could count. Handle bars. Introduced in late 2004 the Misfit Psycles Classic Fu has seen nothing in terms of a physical revision or alteration. Not one degree, not one ounce, not one thought. That is correct Mr Lepper, there ...