That is a really, really fabulous print.
It captures everything we enjoy and loath about living.
Suffering confirms existence.
That is a really, really fabulous print.
It captures everything we enjoy and loath about living.
Suffering confirms existence.
I have no real connection to US domestic road racing in the mid/late 1980s, and no longer train, much less race, in inclement weather yet still found the story a very good read. Nothing like trying to roll through steady and even rather than surge and fade when in a chase group. Well worth the five minutes or so it took.
This was a fun day and my guests did a blog post about it with many pics (over 80) showing life on the RS family farm.
https://m.blog.naver.com/PostView.na...VWazX6f_kqoVzE
I learned myself that some browsers have a translation icon in the search bar so I hope you all can read this in a language that's familiar to you.
I really, really like the bump-out bay bike parking feature of your shop building. It provides just enough protection in case of an unexpected shower.
That's a pretty nice blog piece!
rw saunders
hey, how lucky can one man get.
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i got to a line in the sand and realized many (some - okay, more than some) of the rocks in my adult life no longer anchor me the way they once did.
by nature i’m an ocd cat. think borderline autistic spectrum. it’s (maybe) why chauncey gardner, centerpiece of the story being there, is my hero.
so in no particular order, the twizzlers thing, the seashells thing, the cymk thing on packaging thing, and even the (bicycle) racing thing, matter less.
i have other interests. but these, few as they are, haven’t been part of routine the way others have. but one thing has, and that’s riding a bicycle.
for the recent few seasons, i’ve enjoyed leaving the driveway regularly if for no other reason than to see where the next turn was. but less so these days.
for (too) many years i’ve teased out the possibility of veering over to modern dance, as if it’s my personal del boca vista. it’s not as funny as it once was.
All This By Hand
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Some words from a four page letter I wrote to Dr. Albert Kerr (Headmaster) at The Peddie School in 1974. I graduated three years prior and was likely the only student to never attend college, at least in that turbulent period before during and after the Nam and Woodstock eras. I doubt there are stats that can be cited, but I’ll go with my gut. The letter was to catch Dr. Kerr up on my antics and whereabouts because in my three years on campus he, along with the administration, and anyone in a position of power - these were the enemies. Youth culture met counterculture during my adolescence, some of it owing to the social and political mores of the times, some simply because it’s the role of the young to fight convention. I fought, pushed back, and never relented. However, with the gift of actually living in the real world and developing a lens to see through, and some filters that enable me to be open minded regarding some things I once couldn’t possibly process, I changed. But only a little. But enough.
As a non-college grad, perhaps you felt a need to prove yourself to the Peddie establishment. It's certainly ingrained into our society that those with college degrees are "more accomplished" than those without even though in many cases, including yours, it's not true.
And the education you learned so soon out of Peddie accelerated your maturity relative to those who headed off to college. At least that's how I viewed college bound people vs. my military service at the same age.
I see no reason for Peddie School to not be proud of your accomplishments. You should have earned a spot on their "distinguished graduates wall" if they have one.
i understand your comment.
but i’ve never felt a need or desire to prove myself, or please, anyone except (maybe) my mother.
however, i did feel a strong pull to make amends with the administration at peddie for the extracurricular activities i (and many of my peers) participated in during my three year tenure in hightstown.
we did our ever loving best to create disorder.
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to surpass the master
is to repay the debt
All This By Hand
recently handed over this gem to eric min of zwift renown.
looks like a nice build-out.
awful lotta logos huh.
ps i’ll find better pictures asap.
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unusual colors for my frames, but exactly what the client wanted.
Class Act Richard - Proud to have known you for over 35 years - I was the novice rider whom asked Richard to reassemble my Bianchi Grizzly MTB. He eagerly jumped in and put it together in the blink of an eye.
Stop by the beach lots of shells
Thank you,
Kirk
The pinnacle of the craft.
Bring back the elegance.
New graphics package?
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