Good Save

Today was Mom's birthday and I almost forgot about it-i'm getting old. Since she was born on the leap year, I could save myself the trouble of remembering every year and just celebrate her birthday every 4 years, but since i'm so nice, I cut her some slack and celebrate it on the 28th. As a last minute thing, I snagged her a chintzy cake from ghetto cat, took their entire stock of birthday candles, and I was on my way. First thing she said, "I figured you forgot about my birthday."
"well damn, if it's like that, i'll take the cake back MOM!"
"you should, all those candles make me feel old-those candles will cremate me if i light them all."
I made her day though, even if all those candles erupted into a massive inferno and almost burnt down her house. Nice!

Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da

Another day in the life of steven...

The day started off with the sight of a great billboard-props to the sleep center of Chesapeake General Hospital. I rolled up to the shop in my whip and decided to block Rob's car in(by the end of the day when Mr. B showed up, i was the one blocked in. Karma i tell you; it gets me everytime). Shortly after, i recieved news of a customer who likes to make himself at home around the shop just a bit too much. Before i arrived at the shop, this customer took my bike down and went to take my saddle off (OFF!) so he could buy it! People, we're talking about going to the back(employees only), getting an allen wrench, and taking my saddle off. WAAAAH!! Good thing Rob was there to stop this criminal behavior-i'll be good and keep this section PG, so i'll leave it at that. The saddle incident greatly disturbed Rob and I. A song by the Beatles came on, Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, and cheered me up; however, Rob was still spastically shaking. We were given the permission from another customer to toss out their bike because there was no hope in repairing it. What did we do? Bike toss! We destroyed that bike by just throwing it and smashing it into whatever. It's custom now...aerodynamic smashed-in top tube, extra bend in the handlebar, multiple cracks in rear wheel. I found out that i had a lot of built up anger because i was doing most of the destruction. Everyone claims that i'm upset because i haven't heard from a friend in a few days, but i think i was just having a fun time. Life was great at the end of the day-heard a great song, tossed a around a bike, did some rare and unexpected modeling, talked to a girl who wants to wear a white skinsuit for me. Rob was better for one of the following reasons: he saw my mankini modeling picture, me modeling his new vintage wool jersey, the bike toss, cool cycling coffee, or the beer and his babe at the end of the day. I sure hope it was the last one.

Retarded

Hey, it's custom!

The wrath of Troy continues

Another disturbing bumper sticker made by Troy. It takes a sick mind to have this kind of creativity, but it's great entertainment. Somebody please give that man some better med's.

Don't know who, but someone is a big fan around the shop. #1 is good, but like i say, if you set yourself to a certain limit, you mentally block yourself to grow past that limit. And there is always room for growth; even if you're #1.

Homemade bumper stickers from Glamour Magazine

Good ol' Troy-always up-to-date on the coolest bumper sticker trends. Victim: Rob's sweet Volvo 240.

Rob has a request for new stuff

Alright Rob, how's this for new stuff? I pitched in my donations for the shop beer account and Susan brought me back some delicious Stella that just happened to contain a Gentleman's guide to Romantic Perfection(for you). As for me, she got me a succulent York Peppermint Patty and we shared a delightful Almondjoy candy bar together! She knows how you dont like coconut, so she came to me so fulfill her needs. ok, all of that was just a bunch of b/s, but hey...beers are in the fridge(dont mess with the ribollita), and you have a See's Candy lollypop next to the computer waiting for you-a gift from Mandy, to me, to you. Enjoy!

Bad luck strikes again

Damn the Sidi's, damn them! I've only had the shoes for 3 months and thay've failed me-cracked! This is gonna be the blog that everyone reads so they don't feel so bad about their life. well hey, shit happens. On a better note, the weather was great today, i had an awesome ride, and thanks to Rob, my new name is Mandymal-life couldn't be better. With a name like that, i am bound to be slower. Ouch, that's gonna hurt later, i know it.

Manimal kryptonite

It's about the little things in life. On a day where everything goes wrong-such as today-only two things were able to make it better, and this coconut was one of those things. Strange, i know.
-Swaping pedals and cutting your hand on a chain ring is NEVER fun.
-Playing "catch-up" because you're late for a ride: sucks.
-It's 35 degrees and windy. Because you're late, you decide to skip out on some necessary clothing and freeze-to-death: misserable. (Thawing-out process: 1 hour)
-Bonking on a ride: soul-crushing!

My buddy mitch stayed with me and made a pit-stop for a few succulent candy bars which resulted in a full recovery. This rare event gave everyone a boost of confidence because they finally saw me crack-the guy that rips off their legs and leaves their extremities scattered in the street. Dont get too excited guys; i'll be back. It was only a hiccup; a bad day in the mountains for Marco Pantani. When it comes down to it, there isn't a single day that i don't have fun on my bike. Today was just a good experience. Experience is one thing you can't get for nothing.