Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
My bro off FIXED GEAR LONDON on his way to Paris.
They've been busy recently those fixie riders, putting on a game of ">"Fixed" and bicyle polo events and the whole bicycle film festival event went off over the past week or so.
Here's a little vid of Keo? i saw on a site linked from fixed gear London, doing alot of street on his odd looking bike.
I missed it all, catching the October rays at our trails out in wales.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
I can feel the swathes of fractal motion in the air. I'd know if i'd been spiked, its just there, hanging around like death at a crash scene. So is Acid fashionable?, come full circle?. I'd like to get hold of some but...if you mention to a non acid freak that you've taken some recently they'll usually look at you like some kind of contemptible crazy loon. Like a zombie kid that might lash out at any second because who knows the kind of ethos they're bargaining with in there, best to keep you're distance and alienate them till they come crawling back up the social ladder, clods and distemper polished by a decade of white bleaching grey matter back from the PsychoDeLick rainbow circus to the monotone mundane washboard and mangle me placid, neutral, sterilized and childproof.
Too freaked out, twitching in the grip of acid frenzy/stupor/ agonizing frustration at not being able to communicate with the alien and robotic nature they'll dub the man, that your 1 dimensional snipes and quips abound around fellow cosmonauts unrealities that got snagged on the burrs of an acid casulties aurora boring phallusly deeper than the puddle you were born in.
Monday, October 01, 2007
So who saw bob the builder today?. I only caught the last 30 seconds or or so but they built an amazing concrete skatepark. From what i could gather the little cement mixer was having a boo about not being able to contribute as much cement as the big truck cement mixer to the park. When it was finished the little un slipped in and rolled about doing airs and stuff by fluke, which the big one told him was a good consolation for not being able to put in as much as he can into the park. Dunno what kinda moral that is for kids or if it'd sink in but its pretty strange.
Thats it, go stare at the wall you naughty boy.