i took a nice little 50km ride this afternoon to lighthouse park, in north van. it was a really good ride with rolling hills and nice scenery. it feels good to stretch the legs on some longer rides. while i was at the park, i had some time to sit under the pine trees and collect my thoughts. i've been finding out just how badly seasonal depression affects me, so i'm taking precautions to keep my spirits up this winter. i'm trying to keep busy this fall, with my major focus being cyclocross racing. other than that, i'm going to try to stockpile some shirt designs, actually fix this site, make some art prints, get two issues of nosebleeds out, and sew a new wardrobe for myself.

i'm looking to you all out there in cyberland to keep me on my game. thanks, homes.

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The leaves are turning. The trees are starting to show who's got the grit to keep up the green till november. Or conversely, who's gonna be smart and close up shop before the sun goes on vacation and you're left with your moist green dick frostbit. Ouch.

Spent the weekend in Montreal with Patty O' and Brit. Apparently it only takes 3/4 of a tank of gas in an old Chevy Blazer to get from my door to theirs and back. It's a city I could definitely consider someday. It being a little french makes it just a little bit more interesting. I'm guessing the winters are rough though. Lots of pretty girls and delicious food, which pretty much sums up motives of the people I like. I just gotta remember how to talk to them again. Thailand skewed my brain into a weird cocoon of defensive game.

Houston on friday. I don't know what I'm doing exactly, but I did get a potential offer to teach art to special ed kids at a Houston high school. Might be a curious time.



Frontiers and At least three more beers,
Oopey

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SO digging the new homepage. Big ups to Luke with the bangers. I'm looking forward to having some time to get down to real work and hopefully get some shit together for power ups when I get to Van... coming up real fucking soon!! Meanwhile I'm riding more than ever here as the weather becomes my favorite for being on 2 wheels, hangin out with all the important peeps and workin at the shop straight up until I leave here one week from now. I should be in Vancouver circa 10-11 days, I forget, if all goes according to plan.

Building up a nice little mixte frame from Soma with Alfine 8 speed for my girl when she gets back (in a long ass time) to North America, and trying to get all my last orders in at the shop. But I'm looking forward to being jobless and being on self-determined vacay for a bit. I'm thinking hallucinogens. Who's in?

Not much else to report, except NYPD sucks and will give you a $270 ticket for running a red EVEN IF YOU STOP AND THERE'S NO TRAFFIC on a bike, not getting laid regularly really sucks too, and long-distance relationships are fuckin hard. I hope you all are well and look forward to meeting up with some of you in the 'Couv soon.

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I like it when Drew's here.

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So my ticket for Houston is booked. Next friday. It's beginning to dawn on me that I'm not entirely sure why I'm headed to Houston, but a head full of possibilities and new, untested ideas tends to make you question your motives sometimes. The prospect of job hunting, apt hunting (which is pretty easy in houston apparently), and establishing of new social networks is a bit overpowering in balance of my whimsical interpretive painting of my immediate future. I have this rather strange notion that I'm somehow putting myself at a disadvantage by moving to the same city as my brother, but I think it's a strange hangover of childish sibling rivalry that really has no basis in our history, and certainly shouldn't have any negative effect on the future. It'll probably help, as we're different enough to do our own things, but similar enough to enjoy each others contributions and maybe even lend the necessary hand when needed. The Gallagher formula, but with less recording equipment and more Lonestar.

But the ideas are written down, the tickets are booked, and the means for success are adequate. The seasons are changing rapidly up here in VT, and people seem to be coupling up and making ready for the retreat to warm kitchens, cozy blankets and steamy drinks in the face of 5 months of inhospitable weather. It's nice to watch, but not the right place to be stuck at home for.

In the literary world, I happen to have picked up a book I put down when I was just about to leave for asia. It's title is the same as this post, by larry mcMurty and it's a strange personal (most probably mostly autobiographical) ride through the life of an aimless writer from texas. I'm not quite finished with it, but I think if you're looking for a book, you ought to check it out. It's sort of rough and tender at the same time. It takes place in the early 60's before hippiedom really took hold, and well before the squareness had been wrung out of the cool youth america. Makes me long for a time I never knew, before the internet removed the mystery of the vaguely vagabondish individual, and when no city was cool enough to hike up the rent based on coolness alone.

This is getting stupid, but I'm glad to see everyone back at this gig. Sounds like errbody's got shiat to do. Keep it up y'all. And luke you should wear a mask of some sort. That would be amazing.

Leafers and Beefers,
Oopey

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