We're Still Fighting It

Went down to Indy Fab today to take some measurements. You know your in IF country as soon as you get within a ten mile radius of the place. Matty B picked me up and we hit up a local coffee shop to get the morning started off right. Sure enough, locked up to the railing outside the shop was a Ti/Carbon XS fixed gear messenger bike. It's not every day you see a $7,000 bike locked up outside the local bean joint. After that it was back to the factory for all the specifics and a little meet and greet with some of the new guys. Now a lot of you have some sweet set ups out there regarding teams and sponsorship. But how many on the start line can say they were fit for there custom ride by the president of the company himself. It's not every cyclist who meets the team that will be designing, preparing, tacking, welding, finishing, painting, packing, and shipping there bike before hand; having the ability to discuss every aspect of your future ride, down to the last millimeter. Did your team ask weather you wanted your brake cable routed on the top or bottom of your top tube? Did they design the length of your top tube around the set back of your favorite seat post, or adjust the trail of your bike depending on your fork of choice and the race courses you want it to best perform at? probably not. That's not to say that your not getting the hook up, I'm just saying, Independent Fabrication kicks ass.From the coolest place in B-town to the most depressing place on earth. The RMV, otherwise known as the bingo hall from hell. "Now serving, B-42." Listen to that shit for 2 hours and you'll want to burn out your eye balls with a cigarette lighter. The time passed easier having a couple mid terms to study for, but even so, that is not the place you want to study for a test. Don't be surprised if you accidentally answer B-42 on every multiple choice question.Back to school for a little class, and a little fill in the blank. There was an astronaut sitting next to me on the red line this evening. I wonder what he’s doing in Boston? there was also a cowboy, a pirate, and a kid who was wearing a whole lot of toilet paper. Some sort of wacky convention going down at Harvard i guess? also out tonight were an alarming number of prostitutes ( or so they'd have you believe. ) Since when is skank an acceptable costume to trick-or-treat in? And further more, if you are one, dressing even skankyer on Halloween does not constitute a costume. Show me some creativity, not just fish net's and your cleavage. If the pillow case your carrying is the largest piece of fabric on your person, you've gone horribly astray. Me? I'm dressing up as a bike racers/ college student with 2 bikes to pack and a mid-term to ace. I know, scary hu? I thought about just giving in, and dressing up as a whore myself, ( Fat Marc, the Spot brand whore, that is ) but i just wasn't sure the neighbors would get it.