Not much physical movement over the past 5 days. Thanks to what would seem to be virus #3 of 2011. Yip. The upside of such prolonged immobility is that I was (finally) able to finish the long over-due decal over-haul. REVISED: Standardized downtube decals for ALL diSSent frames. Discussion and debate raged over the prospect of clearcoating decals. There was no consensus amongst the buying public. There is no agreement amid Corporate Psycles. ...
OLDE MADE NEW - The diSSent frame, in all of it's 29er singlespeed glory, will be FIVE this coming January. Despite minor modifications to the here and there, the heart of frame remains relatively unchanged. Frame sales are up.Returning frame sales are (assumptions abound here) disproportionately high.Perhaps this is the result of our insanely aggravating spiral marketing, perhaps a result of the original frame's (relative) age or maybe ...
Over the next FIVE days I will be revealing FIVE very hot projects taking place at Corporate Psycles. Interesting. BRONTOAWESOMEOUS - Discussions surrounding these super secret plans were both on again, off again, worked and then re-worked all within a very dense 2 hour meeting at YESS Products. Admittedly, most of the density was self contained, there were no casualties. There remains only one, every so slight, problem with this most ...
Onward and upwards. Ideally, in brilliant plume of flame. Progress means considering the unconsiderable. Progress means doing the undoable. Stretching and bending the unmalleable soul of our corporate being. Beyond tradition. Beyond expectation. Progress is, relatively speaking, an huge-waste of time and resources. Progress was explicitly and exclusively invented by corporations with both to burn and little to lose. Progress is a rouse meticulously packaged and sold to the consumer-nation ...
For reasons soon to be know, updates have been few and far this past week. Sorry about that. And sorry for that. That is, sorry for most pompously apologizing under the assumption that these updates are something missed in the least. In the interim and for future use, items and updates continue to spew forth from PSYCLELABS. While he has since written, in (his) second last'est edition, Thomas used the ...
The promise of publicity looms and this could very well be your FINAL opportunity to grab a little piece of this or that while it's all remains very much affordable. Mark those words. When I become even more famous. I won't be packing fucking boxes for some 6$/hr. Number plates for the ANTI-RACE are...coming along... Coming along, most likely available for the non-event...to those registered. COMING NOVEMBER 2010: As ...
Okay. I get it. You didn't. The other day there was lots to say and the words to say it all came a little too naturally. As words tend do when you are either inebriated beyond a heightened level of muddle or when what it is that you are intent on saying doesn't really matter in the first place. The point, if there ever was a point, was really quite ...
Time to moving casually away from the Heinous Hong Kong Hustle. Almost. I was (re)(in)spired by the link in Anthony's comment. If I can actually get my shit together (long) enough to ship two frames to Whitehorse...no, YES...the map. The world is just too fucking flat for this frame to simply disappear. No. Something less specific, a Niner or a kitten, maybe. I must say that ...
Karma. Karma Chameleon. Karma could be your religion. A justification for the past, a call to action for future. A cosmic balance of all Unskilled (bad) and Skilled (good) interactions. Karma provides death-bed seniors with mega digit lottery winnings. Reward for some (past) axiomatic right(s). Karma requires I tread a stew of entrails to eek out a meger existance. Punishment for some (past) inferred wrong(s). Events of this ...
Unable to locate my BIKERUMOuR Breck Media Cup uber profile I was forced (by boredom) to scroll those hallowed pages in search of greater news on lesser fortunates. Nothing so much. It has been suggested that Lance Armstrong is JUST NOW a person of interest in the federal doping investigation...Lance promptly responds by buying up shares in stale pancakes and stuffs FREE samples in the agape mouths of stunned ...
Dan - Likin' Bikin: "Oh hey Peter it's Dan so I wasn't really doing anything, cause I don't, and umm I was wondering <INSERT ANY COMBINATION OF NO LESS THAN 6 OF THE FOLLOWING> Updates? Do you have any updates? What's the latest? Can you give me any updates? Updates? Anything? What's happening? Know anything now? What about an update? Updates? "Hey Dan it's Peter, I don't seem to ...
The thing is, my Hokkien is terrible. Much worse than my Mandarin. This fact (language NOT feline filler) coupled with distance, compliance, quality control and general familiarity rank amongst the reasons why Misfit Psycles continues to use an import agent (not a bicycle agent) for ALL transactions transpiring 'overseas'. Tina (we believe this to be her real name as she told us it was) has been the voice of our ...
While the Trans-Sylvania Epic Edition of the diSSent ALC contest may have been decided, the contest spirit LIVES in each of you...it shall return...read on and BE PREPARED. MOST of the submissions are HERE. The originals were taken by Rachel, she is going to immortalize them in a scrapbook. MOST because the winning entry by Mike 'Evan' Festa is NOT. I deserve the new Misfit frame because I ...
Stage 7 of the Trans-Sylvania Epic went down almost exactly 27% better then we had planned. According to plan, we would steer clear of the looming fiasco in the GC. Despite being all professional, hair-less and supported to the gills it seems odd to me that these skeletal stinkers couldn't sort their shite out in the previous 6 days like everyone else. I suggest that you could presume it's because none of them ...
Day two, the longest day. The most technical day. The day that merely aspired to be a fair lesser fail than Day one. Day two took me to the deepest darkest shittiest cycling hole EVER. I kicked shit. I walked shit. I swore at anything with a pulse. I swore while kicking furiously as I walked all over anything with a fucking pulse. The first third of the course (15 miles ...