Sunday, May 31, 2015

 “Your girlfriend stabbed me in the back with lefty scissors.” “She’s my wife now.” {Moonrise Kingdom}

“I hate these cars. Two or three years ago I used to enjoy myself maybe 15 times each lap. Now it’s once every 15 laps! No-one outside of F1 can know what shit these things are to drive. “

There is a moment, going over a bump and turning into a corner at the same time, where you lose vision. Everything goes blurred. The g-forces are unbelievable and the steering is ridiculously heavy, like being in a big truck with the power steering not working. Sometimes you feel you don’t have the strength to pull it round a corner.
 “And, of course, we have no suspension. You go over a bump and it’s like someone is kicking you in the back. Your legs are flung around against the steering rack. Your head constantly hits the back of the cockpit or the roll-over bar. After a while your sides ache, your head aches, and you become aware of not enjoying driving a racing car…

” - Gilles Villeneuve in 1982

No 66

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Friday, May 29, 2015

“I’m gonna piss on your grave tomorrow.“

2.heart attacks
3.face plants
4.collar bones snap
5.rail road tracks
6. Monroe county fat asses
7.the distinct sound of handle bars moving
9.bent seat rails
10.Kirk Albers riding away back in his Jelly Belly days
12.Paul Martin
13.small pay out
14.low turn out
15.drop  out

Cone through the years

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Ok lets get into it..lets talk about people..or more appropriately let T discharge  his stinky pungent ridden foul smelling yellow secretion of something that does not even remotely resemble kindergarten grammar...but fuck it right...this place is so dam silent in its corner of the intronet it dont matter two lymes..
Boy howdy game changers life is veered...people come and go..on the highway, at the laundry mat, in line at the KFC  the jewelry counter at Kmart..waiting for your spot on the slide at the park......, just moving through life doing there own thing in there very own distinct way...people come n go...

Kinda makes T  think about his own scene in a way..yours as well...from breaking bones, breaking away..winning by Godzilla like proportions.. twitering,..tweaking..posting. raising arms in victory salute in front of 8 people who will unfortunately have forgotten them by the time the sun rises on the next the champagne and gold wreaths and venom of the today gone tomorrow...its such a tiny cruel world....grab it and embrace the moment when its here..dudes and dudettes come and go...

I dunno somthin to think about.
passionately yours T
never happen here 

Traveler on a forest road

Sunday, May 24, 2015

Graham in Monaco

No 224

An idea of the size of the Indianapolis Motor Speedway based on what global landmarks can fit within it.

No 223

without them life is meaningless


Friday, May 22, 2015

1.Both have podium chicks but the Giro has Madrina

2.The Italian pro continental teams have the best kits in the peloton bar-none

3.Fluo, Fluo, Fluo and more Fluo.               every Fluo imaginable

4.The topography and scenery

5.Stage 3 welcome to the mountains.the tour too scripted no one gives a fuck

6.They held a time trial on a bike path....the giro organizers dont give a fuck..nice

7.Cippollini has the record for the most stage win in the Giro

8.Cippollini has never finished the tour

9. fewer stupid tourist clogging  the climbs

10. dirt road climbs

11.Carlton, Kirby and Daniel Loyd are for infinitely more listenable than Phil and Paul

12.Italian cuisine over French...enough said...

13.Pink is way better than yellow

14.Italians attack the fuck out of each other

15. Italian women.......see # 12

why the Giro is better than the Tour

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Gawd dam could Freddie sing any eurofuck that can put out just days prior to his a baddass in Ts book!

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Betch ya didnt think youd see me today...ya know what they say...all those that wander are not worries head bangers....dont lie to me i know just the look of this face produces feelings that most can not describe...i wont stick around...super models..and plutonium rain  aint my style...i just kinda missed you folks so i thought what the fuck why not peek in and throw out a quick Tuesday with Lemme..ya know for old time sake...and since i am here i may as well through out the question...through the sleeping channels of my alcohol induced dreams of metal, Nazis, planets and a fair hair girl from the north country i originally was going to meant by the term "real racing".....but it don't take no engineer to figure that out
and me being just an old worn metal head i think i can answer that one without calling on anyone who gives two lousy shits to this played out spot on the internet....
any event you pay a number on..and have some form of grip on the line constitutes some form of it real..thats stupid question..Id race your grandma to the box Exlax if you hung a 20$ on it..when its not you pretend to just race? Is it all just well played out choreographed act...i kinda get it...some races are used for solely training guys riding 100 miles to get there pin the number on..and then pedal 100 miles back home..makes sense..might not to some who call the spring fling shit racing..or Waterford worlds the same...does to pigeon hole select series or race is kinda odd...

A guy who almost needs help just getting on the potty..
 What do i know?  

“Kids lose everything unless there’s someone to look out for them.”