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I'm a third-grader, apparently. Sorry, but poop makes me laugh. You may know some of these, but I just wrote a new one as I headed for the bathroom a few minutes ago.
...an astronaut in your airlock.
Other favorites
- drop the kids off at the pool
- free the hostages
- bakin' brownies
- planting corn
- meatloaf in the rear oven
- disemfiber (ha!)
- drill for mud bunnies
- make a log entry
- study at the library
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Bike Snob NYC is manning the watchtower lately, for the Fixedgearacolypse. This is the term for the inevitable end of the fixed gear trend. Omens include dropping prices of Bianchi Pistas on Craigslist and fixie culture going mainstream. Well, I think I saw the equivalent of the Mark of the Beast on Damien's head last night. (Although I Googled this and it's already been noticed)
It was an for E*Trade Pro. There's this tech-savvy geek sitting there at his "stock controls" - 3 computer screens and a TV all tuned into the latest market moves. And what the hell is that sitting in the corner??? An all-silver fixed-gear bike, complete with front brake. Although the pretentious 43-year old art director who finally "discovered" it last summer fought like hell to keep the brake off, he probably lost out to the client's lawyers.
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