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This site will be an ongoing battle, err..... work in progress. I don't have a clue as to how to create or maintain a website but it can't be that hard, everybody seems to be doing it.
The homepage will change as well as the graphics, pictures, etc. Some items may even be removed as I receive my favorite letter, the "cease and desist" letter. This site will contain... whatever I want, that's whats so great about the web, I can do whatever I want (sort of) It's all the crap I like, dislike and so on. I can push my agenda, plug what I endorse, and bash those I despise.
One last thing - if you are and idiot, wait, I mean easily offended, don't have a clue, take things way to seriously just go away now. And kiss my grits!
krb76@hotmail.com
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1/27/06 after being ramped up and excited for weeks about Paul Oakenfold playing in park city on Friday night the following incident occured.
 whadup park city! yo Jamie Fox joins common onstage
 hey utah pretend your ethnic! baby face and jamie fox jam with common blah
and here's just a taste of what I went through for you all... jamie fox and common showin the love to the crackers
What... the f$ck... WAS THAT! Where do I even begin. Harry o’s of park city you are a piece of sh#t club. Yo yo yo you are not hip or gangsta or cool, you are the rats ass of clubs, I hope you die. SO! I pay 50 freakin bucks to see a rapper.. Now I’ve seen just about every type of music performed live but I was hoping to avoid two kinds - opera.. And rap. These cock sucking hucks bill it as "one act upstairs, one down" pay only for the show you are going to see. Turns out lying sacks of shit only have one stage (which I knew but was fooled) and all they got is old school rappa dude. Oaky never shows. But by F^CK! Give me my money back you sacks of rotting SH*T! (Can you tell I’m pissed yet) o.k. so you get the picture. They also have the nerve to throw Jamie Fox and Baby face onto the stage for a few minutes to try and name drop as to what a "hip" club they are, when you just look stupid and petty. I aint impressed with overhyped actors and R&B singers, maybe cause I’m not 12! And quite frankly your stage whores either can’t dance or look like they’ve been ridden very hard and put away wet - one or the other. THEN if that wasn’t enough they tell us paul is on his way and in the meantime.... Beat me to FKING death with dj brisk? Holy disco top 40 high school dance SH*T SH*T SH*T!!!! If I owned a gun I would have shot myself then and there. I will never go back to that bung hole club again. As I’ve said before SLC I love you but you have no night clubs. Someday... maybe we can grow up. So to sum things up.... I WANT MY 50 BUCKS BACK YO YO YO PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR LIKE YOU JUST DON’T CARE! Holy crap our country sucks ass.
This elvis costello song is here to calm me down and remind me there is good music around
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It's an all music blowout! son of a bitch! since 75% of this websites 2000 visits per day traffic is music driven why not, F*k the fact that one day it will get me in deep sh&t does not concern me. So for several of you who wanted some more Dead Kennedy's I am happy to oblige. here's Anarchy for sale halloween and Kill the poor.
AND... now for "S" who asked for some more music to climb to while he rides his bike like a big homo cause only homos ride bikes! I will now break on of my many commandments, I will share some of my sacred spin music. Now if i hear any of you wanna be spin chicks playin these songs in your fitness classes I'll come in and kick you girl ass, I will. good rididng stuff here - Sarah Mchlachlan silence the tiesto mix Propoganda p machinery remix George Michael outside razor mix yea i know but you gotta trust me on that one New Order confusion pump and panel remix Ministry so what and finally a classic that never fails Tiesto's adagio for strings. I will now take those out of my group fitness playlists and move on. oh hell i have plenty more. So bring your requests for anything from anyone anytime.
Since we are on the subject of music... get on this, as part of sundance oaky! will be playing at harry o's in park city. yea I just saw Paul Oakenfold a couple months ago but I don't miss a good show in Utah, it's a rare thing. you gotta go check it out even if it will be a glam-fest up there. I almost don't like seeing shows locally, rather go away so no chance of seeing anyone I know or seeing any of those people again. Actually fact is why should i give a rats ass either way if I look like an ass. I don't know ask my therapist... any one of them.
Oh one other thing.. I NEED A F#%KING TEAM TO RIDE FOR! SWEET SH#T IM NOT OVER THE HILL YET!!
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12/29/06
Ah yes.. Everybody loves ya when your dead. All is forgotten, all is forgiven, we only remember the good. James Brown can beat the hell out of any chic and take all the drugs he wants but when he’s dead... god rest the soul of the king of soul. Or you can pardon a liar, crook, politician and do jack sh*T as a president but by golly when your dead you were a great american that did great things for our country. I’ll bet dollars to donuts when I die they can’t find jack sh%t good to say, that is apparently my goal in life. I’m not really purposely trying to, just as of yet haven’t left much of a legacy behind. Maybe that should be my new years resolution, to do something good on this earth. Hell pile that on my list of to-do’s for 2007.
A little love for the late not so great james brown
Ah! Finally! A little love from out in computer land - our latest letter to me!
Reading your latest entry I find it almost disturbing how bitter and angry you seem at the world. Dare I say who peed in your corn flakes? If christmas season bothers you that much keep it to yourself, the rest of us enjoy what it offers. Whatever is wrong with you, you obviously have done to yourself, maybe it’s time to change things. -G. (Name withheld for the hell of it)
Hmmmm eh no. actually I love christmas, I really do, I just... well... maybe joke a bit much. Dam I hate the fact that I have to say that. What bothers me most that you say you find it "almost" disturbing, well my goal for the new year will be to make it completely disturbing. Since such is my life I have edited out and held back to much I think. Well f#ck then the flood gates are opening, get ready for the fun. I’ll have to do it later, gotta go prepare my lesson for church on Sunday. cheers and thanks for the letter, haven’t had a good one in a while.
One of my fav songs on the radio right now DJ - shog running water.. Area 33 you know.. Satellite radio, none of that BS that you get on SLC’s 30 channels with 29 of them containg the same sh*t.
and finally today... a song that has just kicked ass for a long time
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12/23/06And so it begins, some call it the holiday’s some call it... I don’t know something else, but I call it the debt race! And it makes me what I am.. In debt? No actually, I watch and wait. This time of year people buy big tv’s to fit in there little homes that they are mortgaged to the gills on. Buy four thousand dollar rims for there twenty five hundred dollar car. Buy there kids mini escalades while there boat payment is missed again. God bless america. My christmas comes not in two days, not in a week.. But a few months down the road, when it all falls apart. They sell there sh&T or the bankruptcy courts do, they have to sell whatever they can at whatever the price to try and stay afloat. It’s at that time a small group of people swoop in and collect the pickings off of a financially rotting corpse, yes.. Christmas comes all year round, god bless us everyone.
Thats not a very happy sediment to head into christmas day with is it. Well for some of us it is, but I digress, lets lighten things up. Hey I did get two xmas cards this year! One from a friend, one from mercedes benz, good to know they care, both of them.
I remember christmas from the very beginning of my life, I remember it as age 3,4,5 and everywhere in between, I really do, I loved it, everything about it. I can’t remember most of my life from about 18-22 but by dam I remember christmas. In fact those years I remember in particularly well. My 20th year I lived in my 79 honda civic for a few weeks but I did have an apartment on 5th ave. in SLC that year at xmas time. I remember xmas eve alone for the first time... not the last in my life. Although I was (and am) a sarcastic, mean spirited, spiteful, and all around dick I did love christmas. Those years though it became something different. It was really the holiday season that I would reflect on... well... hell I don’t even know what, just that I was alone because no one cared for my company, can you blame them? Ha! And hey by the way this is again no pity party, wo is me bull sh^T it is what it is, simple fact. I don’t feel sorry for my state, life’s what you make it. Maybe if I said or did like I really feel instead of putting up my "walls" of generally just being a dick and wanting people to not like me, well then maybe people would like me. Or maybe not and I take the risk of people really knowing me and THEN if they don’t like it or mock it I get hurt because.... well f*ck you get the gist of the psycho bable, it’s basic psyche 101. Building walls to keep others out so you don’t get hurt if they don’t like the real you. If they don’t like the fake you it’s sorta o.k. Don’t need anymore shrinks to tell me whats wrong with me, I dam well know. BUT I keep it the same, build the walls.. be the dick.. keep people out.. safe from harm.. yada yada. Yeup now I can’t get hurt, I’ll never experience pain. I’m safe in here.. All alone. Happy holidays jesus. (Switch those three words around, it all works)
the office bits and pieces one of my fav christmas songs (I know you'll think im joking) and another one of my fav christmas songs as i gain new respect for justin timberlake - add this to the fact that he nailed Britney Spears and he is my hero.
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12/21/06
Spent most of my time the last two weeks avoiding "giving" after all it is the "giving" season. F*k everywhere I turn someone else wants my goshdam money. It’s not my fking fault your poor! And I ain’t rich to boot, granted my first decision this morning was weather to take the mercedes or the hummer... since the roads weren’t snowy I of course went with the benz. But that happened to be due to the fact that it gets much better gas mileage, we all need to be frugal in these difficult last days, right? Heaven forbid I drive to much and use to much gas and cause another oil war. You know... like the one were in now, well it’s a toss up between an "oil war" and a "look at me, love me" war that has backfired on GW "asswipe" bush. And don’t give me the ol hey what about those bad people killing people excuse. You want bad people killing people? Good laws it’s been going on since forever ago and it’s called genocide, check out parts of africa, asia... hell it’s about everywhere. In fact in most cases if it’s not as bad as what has gone on in the middle east it’s worse. You wanna fight for humans being slaughtered by a nut case? Take your pick, can’t swing a dead cat without hitting one. Me.. I got bigger fish to fry, like where the hell can I get affordable carbon body work for a ducati 996s. Have you seen the price of carbon fibre? Outrageous, partly thanks to our little middle eastern conflict actually. So I guess I do give half a sh*t about the war, lets end it.. And bring an end to the high price of carbon, and gas so I can drive my bloody american hummer around more. And quit asking for MY money, I got sh&t to pay for!
more greats from the office and south park
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12/7/06
stick a fork in me.. Im done. Outa here for a few days, warmer weather, people I don’t know... but I don’t know if thats good or bad. People are strange, when you’re a stranger you know. But at least I don’t worry about running into someone I know and trying to remember there name and feeling like an ass when I can’t. I know my bikes name, and thats who ill spend my time with. I don’t know if hours on it will make me feel better or worse. Pretty down as I have no team to ride with thus far this next season and hell if im gonna race alone, that sucks ass and is useless. F*ck it’s got me doubly depressed and that aint good. My kingdom for a team, maybe it’s the race gods tellin me it’s time to hang it up... sh*T im just depressing myself even more. Maybe ill just sit in the hotel for 3 days and eat pizza and watch mtv, it’s safer. Either way road trip tomorrow, listening to some new order, and sucidal tendencies. Yea that outa cheer me up good hell im pathetic.
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12/1/06
I just want to slide further and further out of society... in a way. No not the holidays, I’m cool with that. It’s this dam thing called winter, it puts me in a funk, one hell of a funky funk. Well that and about a million other things, I’ll name them alphabetically here... ok I wont.
Although as of this far santa seems to be workin on my christmas wish, a britney spears, pamela anderson, and me sandwich. Now that there both available were halfway there. I’m counting on it santa so... oh wait I haven’t been good so maybe next year.
O.k. so this is just a random thought thrown in here but something to notice... 90% of all conversations go as follows - person1: hi. person2: hi. p1-how are you. p2-good, you? P1-good. The end. Thank goodness cause I got that much memorized and I can handle that much.
O.k back to bitching - so I see on the tv that we now have a robot on mars, idea is to see if there is water cause the dumbf*kers as nasa think there might be. Only one problem.. WHO GIVES A HOLY FLYIN SH*T!!! HUH? WHO!! Those goshdam nerds at nasa spendin billions of our tax dollars to make a robot move 2 feet in 24 hours. I’m speechless, I don’t have the proper explatives to even express my feelings. In pen here I cannot shout my frustrations loud enough. There is no logical reason for this except... curiosity. Ok so I’m curios about something, if we gave each of you nasa fck head dick wipe weenies a million bucks each would you go away forever? It would be way way cheaper. Lets put them all in one of there little toys and blast them into space, come on boys it’s the ultimate in exploration! Good laws not much makes me as crazy as that whole pile of shITE.
This to cheer me up - newer song by the pet shop boys - the sodom and gomorrah show. Just the title alone outa peak your interest. and speaking of great songs... heres one from - the office
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11/19/06
Riding up through southern utah yesterday I started to be annoyed by a noise on my bike. I found my bottle cage screws were both loose and it was nothing more than driving me nuts. I could drown out the sound with my mp3 player but now that I knew it was there it didn’t matter, being slightly ocd I had to fix it. Dam I’d have given a finger for a f*king allen wrench. I rolled into a little town called gunlock, I’d been through this place on this road so many times I knew it by heart. Halfway through town I came across an old man out in his yard, being a super duper friendly guy I stopped to ask if he had a #2 allen wrench (actually it took every bit of courage I had being a big scaredy chicken sh&t). He had me follow him to his old truck where out of the back he pulled out his tool box... along with the complete story of his family. I gracefully backed out of our conversation after getting through him and his siblings and then 3 of his 10 kids. Holy shite I give the guy credit for just making it to his age with 10 kids and not blowing his head off. Fact is though all through our conversation (and btw you gotta give the guy credit for holding a conversation with a guy in spandex in that town) he kept saying how lucky he was. Looking around at his tiny green house in the middle of a town of which I could currently see all of I thought - yea lucky. But reality of it was he really seemed happy. You can tell when people really are happy or content, and when there not, and he was. Big old guy in his overalls, net worth 1/4 of mine at very best. But he is happy, I guarantee it. We departed new friends, I rolled away on 5k worth of carbon fiber wondering what he’s got that I don’t, why is he happy, why the F%k aren’t I? Then I realized what he had that I didn’t... a #2 allen wrench. 1.99 at home depot.
cool cool cool song from the pixies jeremy Mcgrath?
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11/10/06
Every day I ride outside now I convince myself it will be my last for the season up here, that the weather will turn cold, wet, I’ll sink into my deeper depression. Truth is every three weeks I’ll be somewhere south with warmer weather trying to eek another season out of my tired old body. Of course it probably won’t be my last, unless I get hit by a car. And today twice that was a very real possibility, nothing new.
On a much happier note today!! I got an early Christmas gift, Britney Spears filed for D-I-V-O-R-C-E from that no good k... something, kevin I think. My baby is back on the market! You nay-sayers can gauk all you want, don’t be hatin’ girly is hot hot hot. Come on over Brit. Let this K show you a good time. HEY BRIT BABY! I LIKE FRIED CHICKEN AND DRIVING ATV'S TO!!!
And another gift... Basso joins discovery! A brilliant move? Or a big mistake? Only time will tell. Not that dopers really get caught or the innocent get busted, but who knows. I don’t even like to think about it. It makes my head hurt.
clear it out with good stuff from the office check it out here and some here and a couple more right here and here
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10/23/06
Maybe I just don’t get it, but then again... maybe THEY don’t get it. Body pieces found at the former site of the world trade center and I see on the news family members outraged! At the fact that searchers had overlooked them. Well... For F*K sake you morons! It was kind of a big freaking BOOM! People are not perfect. You think they got sloppy after months and months of searching for the smallest fragment among more rubbish than you can even imagine? Maybe they were just human! Sh%t. and now you want them to stop? Sh%t again! You buried your loved ones, yes it sucks, yes we all still mourn over a day that will eventually be a day off for federal employees, yes we are all sorry. But for g*d sake collect your F*king check and let them RIP!!! really!! Do you think adding a bone finger to little Bobby’s grave makes ANY difference in any way? If you do it’s only to you! And you better get the hell over it! Well.... now at least I feel better, thank you.
Speaking of.... such things as.... life, death, marriage, etc. all that this world entails. I have realized how numb I have become. The past year I’ve attended to many funerals and several weddings. Times when people cry or shed tears for any of the reasons that you do, happiness, or sadness, odd that the times we cry are for completely different reasons. Anyway. I have found myself - although feeling glad, for the new couple, or sad, for the recently departed, to in a way not care all that much. And with that sentence I guess I just declared myself as the biggest ASS this world has to offer. I don’t know how to explain it otherwise. But... I don’t feel... much of anything... I don’t get why we are so excited over the newest bride and groom, hey good on you but... whoopie. And I’m sad that someone will be missed who was loved by many but... it’s over and soon we’ll all be worm food. It’s the circle of life, not really a circle more of a straight line, straight to the grave, with a wedding or two... or three... along the way. But then again maybe I just don’t get it, or maybe I actually do.
a little "the office" love especially today for our friends across the pond, yes we did at least copy one thing right. HERE HERE HERE AND HERE
AND!! Ryder Hesjedal to healthnet? hot dam! nice grab healthnet!
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10/16/06
My first real ride with the bikers today... no this time REAL bikers not the skinny ass dudes in spandex. the leather clad psyco's on moto's. And after one ride... I am going back to the skinny ass dudes in spandex. at 135 mph up weber canyon, trappers loop, and monte cristo, I couldn't keep up. I chickened out at 136 and backed off. They eventually were well over 150. I guess I am a slow pussy, so be it. holy dam hell I must say I was surprised. And you know I'll eventually be back trying to kill myself again, just give me a few weeks to stop shaking.
coincidentally a great song by suicidal tendancies - just another love song
and.... a clip from a new show I hate to admit that im watching.. sometimes.
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I have been waking up so sore lately I set up a security camera in my bedroom to see if I am sleepwalking into the walls
UPDATES ON IT HERE
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10/10/06
9:20 Tuesday night, 5 po-lice cars at farmington smiths market. If you get this in time it’s a good time for a robbery spree (actually anytime is in farmington). Don’t worry, all available "officers" are inside and judging by there content smiles and portly figures, they just finished spending much of their $13.62 an hour wage on "carbo loading". Way to go boys, protect and serve, can’t write those bread and butter 32 in a 25 zone tickets on an empty stomach.... or vegetables. Sing with me now - all is well, all is well.
South park clip of the day, brings back memories of my childhood.........
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10/6/06
my extremely random thoughts of the day(s)
Lordy lordy I hate vegas, but I was there again over the weekend. And again I enjoyed my 12 hours there. Confusing.... to me... why this is. Maybe if I keep it in 12 hour increments and don’t mingle with the locals.
12 hours later.... another place..... another time.
I’ve been up the twisty gunlock resevoir road more times than I can count, but usually on my own power. This was the first time with 130hp between my legs, often hitting in the triple digits. I decided as I started up the canyon that if I encountered the blue and reds I was going to run. When you run you gotta plan in advance, can’t be a spur of the moment thing, if it is it will cost you valuable time. It’s not very often I make that decision but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. Still I had to hit the brakes so hard sometimes my ass became weightless and rose up a few inches. I am such a chicken sh*t. Turns with just enough mustard on them to keep me spooked but never in the danger zone. Yes you have not lived till you’ve ridden up to veyo from st. george on two wheels in every way they come, and ready to run from the dicks...er...local law enforcement. Make it a goal before you die.
Another thing before you die... enjoy 3a.m. wake up and enjoy it, or hell don’t go to sleep, enjoy your insomnia to. It’s a quiet peaceful time, doesn’t even matter if your dressed. Trust me on this one it’s something to be enjoyed that most won’t.
Watching the new today - a story about scientists deciding what to have there remote control car on mars do next... yes for real. These gosh dam nerds are spending billions of dollars to drive their f&ckin remote control cars... ON MARS!! While people starve, live without proper medicine, share books at schools, live in filth... were driving FREAKING DAM REMOTE CONTROL CARS ON MARS!!! SH$T PEOPLE!!! Go USA!! GO!! I thought the space race ended a long time ago, guess I was wrong. I hope the space program crashes and burns... literally.
The office clip of the day - dwight is AWESOME!
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9/23/06
Screw the Who!! Yea fu*k you who. The who now move into the number one spot for sellouts. Nothin wrong with makin a buck, in fact more power to you, HOWEVER... There is selling out, and there is selling out. I got an email from ticketmaster (aka satan) about advance ticket sales for the who. Hell yea I want to see one of the greater bands in the history of rock and roll, although not a giant who fan per-se. So I follow there link and here’s the dealio... you can buy there tickets pre-release IF you join this who fan club thingy. You pay $59 FOR EVERY FREAKING TICKET YOU WANT TO BUY!!! and if that kick to the ass doesn’t hurt enough on top of that there gonna charge you $28.50 "convenience" charge per ticket!!!.... WHAT THE HELL IS CONVENIENT ABOUT THAT!!!!! FOR THE LOVE OF PETE!!!! YES I AM SCREAMING ALL OF THIS!!!!! K I’ve kinda calmed a bit. And this is why the who are the lowest of low sellouts, and they now suck ass. All this is also the reason that a band of there stature has not even sold 50% of available seating yet. So suck on that "tommy". Yes the 59 buck special pre-buy expense is gone. But obviously it scared some away. The F*king who should have sold out in a day. The "convenience" charge? Well thats just satan’s err ticketmasters deal, can’t blame the who for that. However you can blame them for $200+ floor seats... and THAT is why (as they say on the radio) plenty of good seats are still available. But this time they aint sh*tin ya’ll there really are.
Bettini !!!!.... not that surprised, not that surprised at the top 3 really. What a great race all around! I was really hoping Farrar would pull one of but you know they were gonna pull em back, a little to early in fact and all hell broke loose. Only the strong legs survived the attacks after 4+hours in the saddle, and thats just when things got interesting. So kudos to Bettini, I’m o.k. with him taking it. Cycling rules.
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9/7/06
A good friend of mine once told me (in his quaint south african accent) you pin a number to a guys back and he loses all f*king sense, and it’s true. He made this comment in relation to bike racing, and oh baby is it ever true. I have found very few things in life that turn people, no matter what their intelligence, into bloody morons. One other thing however is a boat ramp. I don’t care what your IQ is, what type of industry you are a part of, you get on a boat ramp and you become a fU*ing retard, guaranteed. Ever want to be entertained for cheap? Take a picnic and just sit down by a boat ramp and watch the hilarity ensue, trust me on this, I know of which I speak.
I hate you al-quida and pres. G bush!!... and every other weenie that made it so that I was spending over 5 bucks a gallon to fill my boat at powell this weekend. I’d just like to have every one of ‘em and the bush family and every other oil tycoon lined up and let me have a free kick at their nuts. I would die happy, truly. Yea thats right 5 dam bucks a gallon! Sorry dock hand but at that price you ain’t gettin no tip, cause I know your gauging me to the hilt. So quite frankly I don’t care what they pay you and that you depend on tips, your outa luck, cause I’m outa cash. Enjoy my 300+ bucks worth of fuel in 4 days you A-HOLES!!!
One other observation I made this week... nevada is a sh*t hole... completely, purely... and if you live there you are a moron. Well o.k. thats not a new one, but that point was driven into my skull again this past week. Vegas is good for a fast 48 hours. It’s a city built in the middle of a rat hole of a miserable desert. Kudos to you business owners that for years have suckered people to your armpit of land to spend there money, more power to you. And by dam if I won’t see you again in about 3 weeks, (dumass conventions). And those that live there? What are you thinking.... oh wait... your not, cause I’ve dealt with you and the combined population of northern nevada’s intelligence couldn’t combine to equal that of an 8 year old, you make me feel smart.
Cool song for the day — ok go - here it goes again.
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9/6/07
O.k. so I just make a lame joke about suicides in my neighborhood.... and yea no sh*t it happens for real. While I’m gone the guy one house up from me clocks himself with some lead in the head... no antidote here, thats life, we live, we die, we water ski, we ride bikes. Thats all there is to it. Now I feel kinda like an jerk.... o.k. I’m over it.
Super kudos to Burke Swindlehurst, Utah boy who takes 4rth at US pro nationals road race, he finally get’s shelled by Hincapie, Leipheimer, and Pate, way to impressive. Makes me almost not feel so bad about how badly he kicks my ass, and in a race where DNF’s far out number finishers (only 31) Louder our other Utah boy is in there. All this after Zabriskie takes the TT. Utah is fast, fast, fast.
 see burke behind hincapie (stud) and Phil.
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9/2/06 www.velonews.com. Janez is ROCKING, but at 110 lbs and 22 years old you expect the kid to climb, sorry Danielson, change of leadership plans for discovery and I think we all saw that coming I mean come on. And so good to see vino back in there winning the stage today, he has been pissed on all year, the guy deserves more.
There has, in the last 4 weeks, been 4 suicides in my neighborhood. It’s apparently a bit of an epidemic. I heard one about 2 weeks ago on a Friday, I was sitting at home when I heard a loud BOOM, yes really, and I heard another one today. The other two I never heard, just heard of them and saw the aftermath. What a waste of life. My uneducated guess that it’s all about their nuts, or lack thereof... oh did I mention it’s squirrels that are evidently killing themselves, maybe I should have mentioned that earlier, STILL SAD! They get up on the power pole and chew into the transmitter thingy and BOOM, like a cannon, and out goes the power for a minute or sometimes a couple hours. How does the power co. know which transformer to climb and fix? Easy they just look for the body.. of the squirrel that is.
My favorite song out right now - Gabriel and Dresden - tracking treasure down. haven't heard it yet? now you have
The vuelta (vuelta de espana - tour of spain) is awesome as usual! Check out
Speaking of biking... Dam two full weeks off the bike, and today was the first time I think I’m starting to miss it. I see all the wacko yahoo’s out doing the final prep for lotoja (a long bike race, google it). Hey doofus you know it aint doin you any good at this point, you shoulda started to taper a week ago. lotoja does however serve it’s purpose as signaling the end of summer and the beginning of fall, within 2 weeks the leaves above 8k feet will start to turn, trust me. And with it, my sink into seclusion and madness, with winter comes winter me, even more OCD than I usually am.
And as has become custom since I got a clue and stopped doing lotoja I am headed to lake powell during lotoja. screw the environmentalists! Keep the thing full! For me! To ski!
our boy DAVE Z!!!!! killing it at US pro nationals. 1st place darlin, thats how it's done. Nice beard dude, doesn't that slow you down? guess not.
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8/31/06
Sat in the doctors waiting room today hoping for cancer or some other horrible disease that would be the culprit of my piss poor performance all season. Because if it’s just that I’m getting old and losing my touch, then I’ll just be even more depressed, results will be back on Tuesday. Pray for me... to have the terrible disease that is. While there I had on the chair next to me my helmet, jacket, gloves as I commute as much as possible on a motorcycle, 0-60 in 2.4 sec. and 60mpg don’t hurt. A woman across from me sees fit to just pipe up and say "my neighbors son was almost killed on a motorcycle, it’s been 2 years and he’s still hasn’t recovered completely". Carpe diem! I thought! So I did... "well you know what" I told her " my neighbor died in a car accident just over a year ago, my friends mom was permanently scarred from her car crash. I know a guy that choked on a piece of meat and died. And I’m guessing that will not stop you from.. Driving your car, eating meat or just doing everyday stuff that’ll kill ya, cause it all could". So there I thought. And I thank the teens and early 20 something dumbfks that go and lay there bike down and provide a never ending supply of cheap bike parts and sometimes body parts, to those that really need them, like me. Well o.k. I didn’t say that last part quite that way. None the less, get a clue. And keep outa my way.
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The vuelta is ON, like donkey kong! f&k that was stupid. so is the vuelta clean??? lets hope so.
What is the vuelta? here's your quick sports lesson. There are 3 major tours in cycling the giro de italia (tour of italy) the tour de france (duh) and the vuelta de espana (tour of spain). Why do we only hear of one of those here in the US? HELL IF I KNOW !!!
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8/25/06
I’m done, stick a fork in me. Last Sunday morning 13 minutes into stage 3 of tour de gap I realized... I was done. Not just for that race, but for the rest of the year. Just 13 minutes into the race I realized that 10 had been over threshold and I hurt all over from my toes up. I watched Burke Swindlehurst inch slowly away... then quickly inch away. Time to sit back for a month and enjoy sh*t, like riding, and the summer (of course realistically I can’t). Summer is gone though really, once I quit racing fall knows it’s time to change things around. In a way I look forward to it (although 6 weeks from now I’ll be bitching that it aint summer) I’ve grown weary of my summer clothing line and am ready to take out the cooler weather attire. And for about a month I’ll cool my heels and not worry so incessantly about my training regimen and my weight and my watts and all that jazz, (although realistically I will). I started right after the race, driving home listening to a prarie home companion, love garrison keillor, love it. I know maybe 5 % of those reading this will know what/who that is. And only about half of those get him, to bad, if you get him you get allot, you get the reality and not of life. When you listen to prarie home companions tales from lake wobegon you have to be alone, quiet, with some simple scenery around. Doesn’t matter who you are, you can be the most high strung, high anxiety to the point of depression, manic, obsessive,... person there is, but if you understand lake wobegon, if for some reason you get it, then for 15 minutes each week life shines into perspective. Hard to explain, it’s one of those moments and it’s great, nothing like it. I can still be caked with salt from my perspiration, taste of gu in my mouth, 14lbs of carbon fiber wearing my sweat and tears next to me in my tiny sh$t hole of a cheap hotel, wondering what the hell I’m doing. But when I hear those dam stories of simple town USA I... don’t even know what happens to me, I’m there, and it’s like things were when I was 8 yrs old. And thats the news from lake wobegon where all the women are strong, all the men are good looking, and all the children are above average.
a somewhat homo erotic south park clip of the day
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I'm supposed to erase this entry for a little while (oops) so... well.... more on that later!
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So proud of my town! hell ya, out in two wheeled cycing force downtown to cheer on some REAL atheletes. SLC is goin Euro! one can only hope.
check out my boys on the sports thingy. whould a thunk
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8/9/06
 bill maher is an ass,
nothing more to say about it, he is a horses ass. An unfunny horses ass.
Just a quick fashion note, especially for the 18-24 yr old crowd - if ya’ll see 12 & 13 yr olds committing the same fashion crimes as you... well that SHOULD be a hint your outa date dumbf*k. Baggy pants with your underpants showin... out, so out, so so so out you should be shot. (and often you are)
Ah summer and.... food chains selling their crap out doors, the local high school football team in their jerseys with their best earing in and their hair all dolled up, 14 yr old little girls all whored up in more makeup than tammy faye baker, pedophile carnies taking my money... hell yea! It must be Roy days!!! what the hell am I doing at Roy days carnival since I don’t live in Roy? F&K IF I KNOW!! But I am! I just have a thing for good ‘ol americana small town fun. Nothin brings white trash and the upper middle class together like a mother freakin fair man, love it.
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8/6/06
I love a rain ride, in the middle of summer, in march.. Not so great, November... sucks ass. But in August I love it. Besides less people being out, because heaven forbid we get wet, there’s something else. The rain itself seems to isolate me even more from everyone and everything around me. Now on a rain ride you don’t want to do intervals or anything crazy, just roll for 2 or 3 hours, maybe some hills. It’s like a natural baptism of sorts washing away all your worries, your problems, thoughts... sins, of course I need to ride in the rain for a month straight for that to start to happen. Riding already puts me alone, but the rain is just an additional curtain between me and the rest of... everything, keeping it all where I want it, in sight, but away from me.
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