Sheep know
Shimano sandals can be worn all year long, but you have to be prepared for the consequences.
Skidding on a fixie is fun, but buying new tires is not.
A U-lock has to have some TLC after a day in the rain, or you might not have a U-lock to use the next day.
“You best break out that steel wool and cheap lube, and not for the reason you normally do.”
Cycling caps actually do serve a purpose other than pulling the whole hipster look together.
There is no such thing as “water proof” anything.
Covering your knees in cold weather actually makes a difference.
People will never, ever, ever stop talking to you about the weather.
Wool is worth it’s weight in gold.
Someday when the global economy collapses entirely gold, diamonds, and napkins signed by Madonna will be worthless, but wool will hold it’s value forever. I didn’t catch onto the concept of wool till I had been a messenger for at least five years. I can’t remember if my first wool sweater was a bargain-bin score or a thrift store treasure, but I do know it changed my life. No longer was I scoping the stores for discount long sleeve poly-poo shirts. Wool is where (and wear) it’s at. I can wear my wool for days on end without washing it and it never stinks (well kinda never). It keeps me as warm as two or three layers of poly-poo, and it wicks seven times better.
Imagine how happy I was when I got my Christmas present from Brent and Ryan at Twin Six yesterday. I considered waiting till the magical morning of the 25th, but I couldn’t help myself. When I made quick work of the plastic wrapping paper (just an envelope, but for the sake of Christmas we’ll call it “wrapping paper”) I was delighted to find the most precious of the earth’s natural materials inside. Wool. Sweet, warming, non-stinky, soft on my precious skin wool. As soon as The Pie got a look at my booty she snatched it from my hands and hopped on the mantle screaming “MINE!! MINE!!” to the world.
I promised her that she could wear it if she could beat me to it. Since she had it first and was up on the mantle outta reach she got to wear it first, but since I’m up every morning at 5:00AM this mighta been her only shot at my new wool.
Can you believe she’s wearing my pink flowered pajama bottoms too? She’s really pushing the limits of our marriage.
for all the gifts sent to you by the fine people at twin six, don’t you feel in the least bit whorish…the way you jumped all over the swiftwickers, just to be some 5% faster? how many babies would you kill if i offered you 6%???
oh and tick tock Dicky.
i think i speak for the dozens tuned in and turned on, we eagerly await your big announcement that is so long overdue…who will be between your legs in ’09?
Peter Keiller,
Dearest Pimp,
I’m working it as hard as I can. One can only shake the money maker when the shaking time is right.
Yes, yes…
I know…
tic toc tic toc
Richy boy…
I gotta know.
Yah feeling pawly?
My pawls are freezing here up north.
My cog is a spinning like a loose hooker on a rampage.
It’s minus 27oC here. Don’t ask me what that is in oF. I don’t think you folks measure that low on the oF scale.
I gotta know how you deal with sticky pawls.
I’m about to take my pawls apart and grease them up with some real stuff. The Japanese folks that build these things don’t consider us up north.
Failure sets in. I’m stuck on the road with frozen pawls, a spinning cog, and a frost bitten middle nugget.
Please help if you have encountered such a problem with your cog.
jac.
JAC
Skip the grease and use a think lube instead.
I’m running a freehub. I heard those are a bitch to take apart.
What I might do, is take the freehub and let it bath in 5W30 motor oil.
More outdoor winter tips!
Beyond -15oC I have a great tip – wear a cock sock!
Friggen frost bite.
I don’t know if you guys get down that low, but it friggen stings big time!