Oy, I'm back. While I had two bicycles with me on my vacation, it was particularly good to reconnect with the Jones, and a luxury to be in such close proximity to that most fashionable of road surfaces: [I'm talking about the garvel, of course.] Alas, as a dog returns to his own vomit, so... Continue Reading →

***I plugged the term "Jones" into eBay and these are the bikes that came up. Anyway, I'm still on vacation, you're not reading this. See you after Labor Day.*** Sooner or later we each much come to terms with the fact that our needs are fundamentally at odds with our desires. Here's what that realization... Continue Reading →

***This is another vacation non-post, see you for real after Labor Day.*** As everybody knows, Craigslist in big cities like New York is a total shitshow, full of overpriced crap like this: But that's not the case everywhere, and in an alternate reality I'd travel the hinterlands in a minivan acquiring classic bargains, like this... Continue Reading →

***I'm on vacation, and yet I keep typing words into this blog. What can I say? I'm like a do running in its sleep.*** In recent years I've sort of stopped keeping up with the newest-and-latest bike tech in earnest. Mostly, I just give stuff a cursory glance and then make fun of it: When... Continue Reading →

***On vacation, this is a non-post, nothing counts 'til after Labor Day.*** I have very much been enjoying some long-overdue quality Jones time: "Good for you, go jump in a lake," you're probably thinking: Well, I'm a step ahead of you: Those are MUSA shorts, by the way. If you're not doing the whole Lycra-and-clipless... Continue Reading →

***On vacation thru Labor Day, not here, blah blah blah.*** Braen groweing sluggish from lack of use, foregetting how to make the sentances, but new Outside column is here from when I still kinda new: Head hurts now. Also, Streetsblog mentioned it: I choose to take the "raises more questions than it answered" part as... Continue Reading →

***I'm on vacation, you're not reading this, etc.*** If you're anything like me, you're deeply frustrated by the slow pace at which the bike industry introduces new standards: Well, I've got good news for you, because here comes that new wheel size we've all been waiting for! This seems pretty pointless--because of course it is--but... Continue Reading →

***I'm on vacation through Labor Day. You're not reading this because this post doesn't exist. You don't exist. I don't exist. We're all serendipitously meeting here in a consequence-free alternate reality.*** Greetings from deep in the wilderness, where on any given ride I'm as much as several miles away from the nearest restaurant: Fortunately I've... Continue Reading →

***I'm on vacation. I'm not here. You're not reading this. There is no post. This blog is merely a figment of your imagination until after Labo(u)r Day(e).*** As perhaps the foremost economist in the cycling world (without the PistaDex and the CKHCI you'd all still be on the bartering system) I am highly attuned to... Continue Reading →

***Note to readers: I'm not here. I'm on vacation. You're not reading this. Nothing is real.*** Further to yesterday's post, in addition to the Jones, I've also got this at my disposal: Just imagine how thrilling it must be to finish second in a derailleur contest, only to be whisked away on an exotic wilderness... Continue Reading →