Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Race Calendar

I have been at work on a, what I hope to be, a fairly comprehensive Maritime Mountain Bike Race Calendar. It's not easy as the information is often from many different sources and local clubs don't always communicate in the Utopian manner we all would like. I ain't savvy in the the format so I haven't figured out how to share the actual address with all the the provinces showing up, so I've embedded it here and we'll see how that goes.

What was that? You think this is great and you want to help. No shit, I was just about to ask you if you'd like to contribute. We must be linked some how. What colour am I thinking of right now? If you said fuchsia, please stay out of my head when I watch 30 Rock. The things Tina Fey and I do there are not for anyone else. Where were we?

If you want to help, you can:

Send me details of your events as early as possible. JPGs/PDFs of posters or text format details, anything at all as long as it's done on a mountain bike. Even, a heads up as events you've heard of and think others would be interested in. There is no way I can keep track of what details are needed for every discipline of mountain biking if you see crucial details missing from an event description let me know (ie DH restrictions, manditory protection? I don't even know)

or

Offer advice and comments any experience you've had with Google Calendar (or if you know another that is better) Like I said, I is more of creativ riter then a 'puter wizz. Any comment at all that you would think could improve this project and make it more useful.

Well, here it is.



I hope to lay out the ground work this year to keep this up for every season and make it better and better. I think we, locally, can agree it would be a pretty sweet and useful thing to have access to. Thanks in advance for any help.

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Thursday, May 21, 2009

Life and death: On a tiny scale

What a week. Mrs. Lucky and I have been busy here at the homestead tending to the somewhat irresponsible actions of Tsili. After finding fame on the big white sheet hung from the rafters she chose a path typical of the child star celebutant and, as a recourse to this lifestyle, got knocked up.

As a new mother she was a little negligent, wondering around in a stupor and eating very little. She ended up with an infection and fever and was unable to care for the kittens (as kittens eat only milk and shit only milk and enzymes, when they are not cared for the smell like ripe cheese. I found this a little gross, but I think Mrs. Lucky was olfactorily whisked back to her homeland). There were some late nights with tiny bottle and kitten formula and lots of tiny meows and in the end... AWWWWWWW!

Tsili + D'amour: Family unit

I will never be the same after all I've done and seen. Despite what one wants and what "should be" we had to see two little ones of to the big tit in the sky. RIP Vincent and Danzig. You will be missed. One of the lesson's I learned was not to name your kittens until they are out of the woods, it makes it even harder to take if things don't go well.

Let's celebrate the life that is springing up everywhere, for it is fleeting. Bike lanes on the other hand are pretty permanent once they're down. Monkeytownians are taking to the streets en masse.
A much better cause than fishing legislation rally's: Critical Bass

There is some debate as too the weight of the benefit vs safety risk/bad publicity in the public eye. We only get the bad reports from large Metro centres and I'm sure the folks on bikes and the folks they will be assertively sharing the road with will be perfectly civilized. That's what's nice about living where I do. People are pretty damned tolerant... to your face. I fully support this Critical Mass Rally and hope the attend and you should, too. Escape from the Red Planet and I hope to attend at the end of May. People on bikes. What could possibly go wrong.

But, what about until then? Well, there's a 5 hr lactic train chugging it's way through Woolastook Park, that's what. Get Rheal let me out of our contract and I'll be going solo in the single speed category. As my Grandfather used to say, "A verbal contract isn't worth the paper it's written on." Tina and I will be acting as the bar car. Actually, I think this train is going to be more of a Festival Express, than a one of those speedy European jobs.



With Clydesdale cat it could be more of a gravy train. Mmmmm, poooooutiiiine. I'm super pumped for this event, and now I'm super pumped about the nastiness I'm going to eat afterward.

On culinary note, I've been trying out a few restaurants in the GFA (Greater Fredericton Atrocity) and have stumbled upon some total travesties of taste and common sense, but the diamond in the rough is Cedars on York, as I call it. Tasty, authentic Lebanese at a very good price. Yusef, owner and operator prepares your take-out style meal right there for you. The kefta wrap (food + w(rap)=fantastic) is truly magic in the mouth.

Go see the Star trek moving and go early. I had to sit so close I though it was called "TAR TRE". It was every sort of awesome coated radical. Like cinematic bridge mix, without those gross nougat ones. I'm no trekkie, but it was the best since Wrathe of Kahn.



Live long and prosper and in honor of Vincent and Danzig I offer you this; the duo inspiration for their names.


Vincent


Danzig

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Monday, May 11, 2009

Playing in the dirt, not living in it or Fiddleheads: Where the song of the woods is tuned

Hey-o, Kids. Things have been wet and quiet in my corner. Between, job and apartment hunting and a little riding I've bee through the gamut of mental states. Resigned to nauseated to enlightened. Trails are in great shape around here and affordable apartments the exact opposite; muddy, slimy, and definitely hazardous to health. I've encountered a mycologist's wet dream of domestic (and perchance exotic) miasma. Freddy Beach being a university town rents are skewed, at best. Here's what I've learned:

-Lower half of duplex means basement apartment below single mother of three.

Cons: Children above seldom run, as there asthma is just too severe due to their mother's chain smoking.

Pros: Lack of natural light prevents many forms of moss from establishing roots on the walls.

-Waterfront location means walkway to entrance is one dried up ink pad away from a Ducks Unlimited protected wetland designation stamp.

Pros: Delicious fiddleheads are plentiful and those are some tasty little buggers.

Cons: Rubber boots pose hazard to safety on the wet linoleum in the bathroom during spring flood season.

Heritage building means all windows have been seal shut by several coats of oil base paint, but will still be just as drafty as an open door come heating season.

Pros: Dropping a marble and having it roll from sloped room to room infinitely (or until it hits the charming grey indoor/outdoor carpet in the spare room) makes for great party games.

Cons: The sound of the antique furnace kicking in every 20 minutes, all night, to force the aroma of your neighbors fish cakes through you home, though, it will provide much needed respite from the screaming of the ghost baby that haunts the attic.

Don't even get me started on the job market. I just applied at Addition Elle 14+. I lie to skinny people all the time about how they look in their fashions. What the hell.

On a lighter note, I use wooden matches.


MMMMMM

I've been going to town picking fiddleheads on the bank of the old St. John River. Pulp waste musty be the magic ingredient, because they much easier to find when they glow a little. For those of you not familiar with fiddleheads, see the video above. What they don't mention is that the unit of measurement for fiddleheads is a "feed" i.e. "Tell mother to warsh a feed o' fiddleheads for ar supper" and that suckers will pay up to $6/pounds for them despite the fact they grow on roadsides and if you find some you'll run out of picking time before you run out of fiddleheads to pick. I'm all about free food in the woods and already thinking about mushroom season.

Cantharellus cibarius

Monkeytownians are stirring up some fervor for cycling infrastructure. From a personal perspective, this fervor is needed. For a city that seems so gung-ho for for the trendy urban sprawl pandemic they could, at least, try to give a little back. If only people who travel by bike had money to spend as well. There just aren't enough cargo bikes to convince the powers that be that cyclist will be dropping their dimes at box stores. Interested in getting the fervor (it's contagious!). Here's the email I got from Michel. Copy, paste and pass it on.

If you are wondering when the City of Moncton will start doing anything so cyclists can commute safely in and around the city, you could each send an email to the people in charge of active transport at the City of Moncton.

Just ask them what their agenda is. When will we start seeing some bike lanes on our main roads? When will they start educating motorists and cyclists? When will we see more real trails that link the parks together?

We need to get together and start putting pressure on our City Council so that they see a need for action. As far as I know, these are some of the people you could e-mail:

Rod.Higgins@moncton.ca

george.leblanc@moncton.ca

Ian.Fowler@moncton.ca

jennifer.dallaire@moncton.ca

Kathryn.Barnes@moncton.ca

Thank you,

These are all public servants and there email should be available to everyone they serve.

I got this email from Afrow Craig. Evidently, fixed gear bike aren't even safe to clean.

So I was talking with a local fixed rider today and he was explaining to me how he got his thumb caught in his drivetrain! Yup, he went to go clean his chain and oops, his thumb was crushed between the chain and rear cog. He was home alone, no car and certainly not walking distance to the hospital and riding his bike was not gonna happen so he calls 911. So there he was on the phone with the 911 operator trying to explain that he got his thumb caught in the chain on his track bike. They ask him if is a motorcycle and he tells them no, it's a bicycle but you have to always keep pedaling it. "you know, like the bikes they use at the velodrome", to which the operator replies in a unsure voice " aahh ok". So he now has a broken thumb, no thumb nail and stitches.
And check out the attachment, it's a screen shot of my hotmail. Gain 3 inches! Sign me up!
Craig

The screen shot didn't work, so, you'll just have to look at your own ion box. I guess, Afrow has heard that a variance of just few inches in one's form during workouts can greatly increase the development of fast twitch muscle.

I'm gonna hit up Odell park. Your gonna hit up some Tim and Eric, C.O.R.B.S style.


Tim And Eric - C.o.r.b.s. Cops on Recumbent Bikes - The best free videos are right here


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