Another day, another 50 cent piece?

Doesn't roll off the tongue quite as nice does it, but that is the true reality of life these days, nothing ever comes easy anymore. As I sit here at work trying to figure out how to help the company, I'm bored. I can't think of a great... anything. Trying to think of ways of attracting attention to the company, and lets face it the only way I know how to get attention is by getting really drunk, getting naked and then urinating on someone's pillow case. I don't think that is a great social image for the old business.

In bicycle related stuff I'm trying to come up with a simple paint scheme for a limited edition frame and fork. The only color that runs through my dome is HOT PINK!!! I love that color. I'm thinking of masking it to make pink ovals all over the frame set. Not sure yet.

NOt sure yet brings up another idea, who the fuck do I vote for this year. Holy shit the pickings are slim. Not much that I want to associate myself with. I think I would be better off if Jesse Custer told me to go fuck myself.

If you haven't read this comic I suggest that you do. It is awesome. You'll get my go fuck yourself hint. As comics go this is the one that started me into the comic world and it is in my eyes one of the best things ever written. Other ones that I suggest are Transmetropolitan, Y- The Last Man ( make you cry at the end),

and "The Boys". I shouldn't have to mention the "Watchmen" you should of read that already, and if you haven't I hope you get raped by a bunch or free roaming silverbacks. Why Silverbacks you ask because it's what you need for turning your back on a literary work of genius because it was a comic. READ IT!!! 

Well I got to go return some VHS tapes. 

This is not my home, How did I get here?

It's been awhile since I posted. I haven't been able to find the passion, or I get all worked up about what people will say. Well a bullet and a shovel will solve everything as I always say.

First things first I got a new gig going on. I am working for the Torelli Bicycle company and let me just say it has been fun and stressful all in one. Somedays it is just as easy as punching a stranger in the face, other days it is more stressful than taking the keys away from your drunk friends at a house party.

 "I'm good man see I can balance a beer in one hand while I talk to you." Actually had a friend say that to me. Back to work; I work on frames and I'm helping develop new products as well as talking to customers all day. It is pretty much a dream job.

Speaking of dream jobs there is a group out there called Thought You Knew Pinups that is putting together a rad female cyclist centric pin-up calendar. I'm not sure how I feel about this. I like the idea of more women feeling comfortable in the cycling world considering there is more sausage in this industry than a Oktoberfest celebration, but doesn't seem kind of sad that women have to flaunt what they have to get some attention, or treated equally. To me it seems like it takes a step backwards. Don't get me wrong combining my two favorite things bicycles and women is a great thing and I'm all for women being proud of their bodies, but it seems hypocritical. Maybe I'm just a dumb male that does not fully grasp the strange dichotomy that is a modern day american women.

Speaking of american women, check out this video.

Take away that person's license and that girl with crutches is bad juju. Do not stand next to her, you might die.

Well I got shit to get done and I hope that I at least start making this a weekly habit, much like my other love interest.