here is the flyer:
3.28.2010
greener i meaner.
so if you bicycle you should show your love for us, and those like myself. please support us in pilsen this month. i will be curating an installation called (re)cycle green(er).
here is the flyer:
here is the flyer:
3.26.2010
menunite.
its a religion. it is not understood by many, and it is appreciated by few. it is me and my boy mark. we are back, and we are better.
its taken me a minute to get this blog posted...the last few weeks i've been on permanent press tumbling til dry. it took some long nights, some foregone focus, but i am now fresh like your favorite hoodie.
i am going to roll back a few weeks to share my enthusiasm of mark's return to the midwest. for those of you just joining, mark is my bike guy. some of you have one, some of you have a bike girl. in any case, he was a topic of a former blog, and having him around once again to shoptalk is fantastic.
i thought this might perturb an already tense homelife with my girlfriend. bikes and her inspire most of my efforts; recently, with all else thats been consuming my time, neither of the aforementioned have received proper attention.
oddly enough, however, having a third wheel in the household has stabilized my girlfriend and i's flailing efforts to reinvent our long lost lust. how? i don't know exactly. i think it exhausts some of the scrutiny. in any case, this tricycle is cruising.
mark arrived about a month ago to milwaukee. now he lives downstairs, sharing the space with a dozen winter builds. trademark, as i prefer to call him, has been mr. fix it 'round here. i thought his mechanical satisfaction was rooted in cycling, but the guy really loves to knock things out, and cycling just happens to be one of the things where he continues refining his handiness.
in his spare time, he is decking the (best) men in my life in the face. you follow me? when i picture myself getting married, for some reason one of my immediate thoughts is who my best man will be. it might be because i am brotherless. anyways, mark is defining himself as a pretty unanimous candidate one day after the next.
there is a catch though. for a year prior to valentine's day, the thought of marriage, once a silent pact, went rogue like a poorly widdled boomerang. v-day this year d-day, but with mark on board, my relationship has, for better or worse, become real again.
why the turquoise monochromania? because its my favorite color and mark wears it well. for what its worth, pantone has actually deemed it the 2010 color of the year. think i am full of it? well perhaps, but not this time. i am serious, look at this link:
mark and i have yet to roll up our sleeves and go bikewild this season, but have had some long conversations discussing what we couldn't help if we tried. until now, actual bicycle building has been on the back burner on account of our mutual efforts to return to school. the idea is to get educated amidst this struggling global economy and come out gainfully employed.
in the meantime, we enjoy ourselves. i like to stress the letters 'm-e-a-n-t' when i talk about the "meantime." i 'meant-' to do this, and despite the lack of control i may possess with plan A as a type B personality, '-ime' kicking ass with plan B.
plan B stands for bicycles, and this alternative is one i have been yearning to return to. with our applications to schools on file at last, we can untie these repressed desires to tool around in the shop, and its about time. there is even an option to open a small business. barack would be proud.
bikeith and trademark are back and better together no matter the weather. its time. its spring. and we are bouncing back, literally.
its taken me a minute to get this blog posted...the last few weeks i've been on permanent press tumbling til dry. it took some long nights, some foregone focus, but i am now fresh like your favorite hoodie.
i am going to roll back a few weeks to share my enthusiasm of mark's return to the midwest. for those of you just joining, mark is my bike guy. some of you have one, some of you have a bike girl. in any case, he was a topic of a former blog, and having him around once again to shoptalk is fantastic.
i thought this might perturb an already tense homelife with my girlfriend. bikes and her inspire most of my efforts; recently, with all else thats been consuming my time, neither of the aforementioned have received proper attention.
oddly enough, however, having a third wheel in the household has stabilized my girlfriend and i's flailing efforts to reinvent our long lost lust. how? i don't know exactly. i think it exhausts some of the scrutiny. in any case, this tricycle is cruising.
mark arrived about a month ago to milwaukee. now he lives downstairs, sharing the space with a dozen winter builds. trademark, as i prefer to call him, has been mr. fix it 'round here. i thought his mechanical satisfaction was rooted in cycling, but the guy really loves to knock things out, and cycling just happens to be one of the things where he continues refining his handiness.
in his spare time, he is decking the (best) men in my life in the face. you follow me? when i picture myself getting married, for some reason one of my immediate thoughts is who my best man will be. it might be because i am brotherless. anyways, mark is defining himself as a pretty unanimous candidate one day after the next.
there is a catch though. for a year prior to valentine's day, the thought of marriage, once a silent pact, went rogue like a poorly widdled boomerang. v-day this year d-day, but with mark on board, my relationship has, for better or worse, become real again.
why the turquoise monochromania? because its my favorite color and mark wears it well. for what its worth, pantone has actually deemed it the 2010 color of the year. think i am full of it? well perhaps, but not this time. i am serious, look at this link:
mark and i have yet to roll up our sleeves and go bikewild this season, but have had some long conversations discussing what we couldn't help if we tried. until now, actual bicycle building has been on the back burner on account of our mutual efforts to return to school. the idea is to get educated amidst this struggling global economy and come out gainfully employed.
in the meantime, we enjoy ourselves. i like to stress the letters 'm-e-a-n-t' when i talk about the "meantime." i 'meant-' to do this, and despite the lack of control i may possess with plan A as a type B personality, '-ime' kicking ass with plan B.
plan B stands for bicycles, and this alternative is one i have been yearning to return to. with our applications to schools on file at last, we can untie these repressed desires to tool around in the shop, and its about time. there is even an option to open a small business. barack would be proud.
bikeith and trademark are back and better together no matter the weather. its time. its spring. and we are bouncing back, literally.
3.06.2010
type out loud
from the back to the middle to the middle to the back, we are almost out of winter. its like a long mountain tunnel underpass in slow motion. we are almost there friends, into the light. no more darkness at 5:45 - i cannot wait. why do i sense my age most at the end of every winter?
is there anyone out there who wants to band together to offer a traveling cycling shop? like a store on tour, you know, a la the carnies. if you want a bike in february, you're going to need to come to _____! we can call it the univercity. you might suggest moving to a climate closer to the equator. i tried that. i need the change of scenery - seasons and changing weather is fine - but i cannot stand how short the winter days are. gloomy too, this picture was taken at 3:30 in the afternoon.
if there was enough of us doing it, it would be quite feasible. no more need for vacations, because life would be dynamic enough that there would be no need to escape once a year to fulfill one's voyageuristic fantasies. it would be considered new wave; eventually a science would be dedicated to its psychological superiority.
keep dreaming, kid. yes sir.
people ask me, is milwaukee colder than chicago? wintersconsin is just as unforgiving as any other, especially when you commute by cycle. it takes time, and then teases you with its glimpses of warm weather. i am just happy we've made it to march - st. patrick's is less than two weeks away - thank goodness. spring breakfaster, please.
so yeah, bikes, i am getting there. who else has had one too many (ideas)? if i had a nickel for every time i started something that i didn't finish, i would still just have a lot of ideas. what about flying bikes? i don't need creativity any more.
the last idea was going gray; its nearly impossible. this is an image amidst the dye job that wasn't. a naysayer to facebook and the like, i admit hypocrisy in posting a personal picture. but hey, i can photoshop the idea without burning my scalp any further in real life. another idea, why not develop a legitimate gray hair dye? what do you think of old man winter?
i need more time, a bandwagon of personal assistants, and a girlfriend who understands these needs. as a man more homosexual than i once said, such is life.
we'll talk bikes later. love you guys.
is there anyone out there who wants to band together to offer a traveling cycling shop? like a store on tour, you know, a la the carnies. if you want a bike in february, you're going to need to come to _____! we can call it the univercity. you might suggest moving to a climate closer to the equator. i tried that. i need the change of scenery - seasons and changing weather is fine - but i cannot stand how short the winter days are. gloomy too, this picture was taken at 3:30 in the afternoon.
if there was enough of us doing it, it would be quite feasible. no more need for vacations, because life would be dynamic enough that there would be no need to escape once a year to fulfill one's voyageuristic fantasies. it would be considered new wave; eventually a science would be dedicated to its psychological superiority.
keep dreaming, kid. yes sir.
people ask me, is milwaukee colder than chicago? wintersconsin is just as unforgiving as any other, especially when you commute by cycle. it takes time, and then teases you with its glimpses of warm weather. i am just happy we've made it to march - st. patrick's is less than two weeks away - thank goodness. spring breakfaster, please.
so yeah, bikes, i am getting there. who else has had one too many (ideas)? if i had a nickel for every time i started something that i didn't finish, i would still just have a lot of ideas. what about flying bikes? i don't need creativity any more.
the last idea was going gray; its nearly impossible. this is an image amidst the dye job that wasn't. a naysayer to facebook and the like, i admit hypocrisy in posting a personal picture. but hey, i can photoshop the idea without burning my scalp any further in real life. another idea, why not develop a legitimate gray hair dye? what do you think of old man winter?
i need more time, a bandwagon of personal assistants, and a girlfriend who understands these needs. as a man more homosexual than i once said, such is life.
we'll talk bikes later. love you guys.
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