take on me take me on

days of nine

passing dirty notes

jumping down the throat of an urban killer

sharing the last swallow

pipe dreams

flesh wound

To C-Ray!

during the pause

my head is a jumbled mess. fixed with notions of endurance and power. changes dance with my knowledge of nothing left. passive slide to the center of normal. one shot left with a double barrel daydream. shadows will cover my loss and a smile will be my last song sung.

the power of ocher

Did a little switch-a-roo this morning. Then tested it with WW this afternoon. The bike worked fine. I got broken down like an old bum beggin' for nickels. But that's what happens when you ride the weird grass with WW. Felt great to be riding my Kelly crosser again though. I liked the Red Line for sure. Light, stiff and all that, but it just didn't seem right to have the KnobbyX tucked away in a corner with a flat tire and the bars and saddle setup for Otree. I'll find a use for the Red Line I'm sure. Maybe I'll get it ready for Otree for when he comes to superfan at States. Don't forget the pint sized shot glasses....and the tequila.

The return

Life is good when an old bike is new and a new bike is different. Steel is real and Scandium is light as fuck. Know what I mean? The listing ship is righting itself once again. Fade to black.

sick sense