Here is the view from the roof of my apartment. The Home Depot parking lot provides endless amusement throughout the day, but night time is my favorite time to watch.



And again, if I was shooting it during my final year at UBC.

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Did some modeling for Outlier Tailored Performance here in New York City recently, actually East New York, so riding around there was fun. Met Tyler (half of Outlier with Abe) on nycfixed awhile back to actually try on and buy The Climbers. Dude was rad and Canadian and a total bro and hooked me up with a deal. The pants are a pretty penny but worth every one IMO, a great technical item that doesn't look all tech-gnar and scare the ladies away like my spandex bibs do. After that he asked if I wanted to help them out and he ended up hooking me up again when we were done with some of the Climbers in the new summer weight material.

Check em out at http://outlier.cc, you might recognize someone...

Riding that Ciocc with campy Athena was fucking great too. Love me some Guido steel.

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aaannnnndddd…


nb3 is totally done up. i think i'm going to hold these ones tight so get at me if you need one. these things and the things i don't have photos of have been keeping me busy lately. that and the fucking great sunny weather here in van. speaking of, i gotta get out there.

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Finally moved into the new place in do or die bed-stuy, it's fucking amazing. The Vancouver-ish weather has the view impossible to catch by digi-cam, but pics will be up as soon as the sun comes back. The amount of space I have is kind of fucking ridiculous. About the same size (maybe bigger) than the apartment I was previously sharing with three ladies.

The owner, Alistair McMordie of Stiff Little Fingers fame has this place kitted out, no shit. My good friend Henry Carter, owner of Brooklyn Bicycles was over here yesterday cuttin it up on the turntables which are hooked up to a house sound system, as is the computer auxiliary input. Rooftop BBQ was the name of the game Memorial Day, after a nice short ride South to Coney Island to watch people Shoot the Freak and kick it on the beach.

Anyway, the blog's not been gettin any love lately, so I assume everyone is busy as usual. I'm actually getting less busy (believe it or not) and going back to full time at Gotham, so that's two days off a week for me! Selling the steel Pista as a frame/fork/headset/seatpost and I bought a Bare Knuckle from EAI yesterday, should be coming next week. Just gonna do a full parts swap and rock a nicer frame, probably with drops actually (maybe some anatomic). Been rocking a bigger gear these days gettin ready for some track time since I get friday/saturday off, so I can race thursday nights at Kissena. Hopefully the Concept will get some love.

I hope you all are doing well, avoiding swine flu or whatever else they've cooked up in some little lab in the heart of a mountain to kill us all, and having fun in general.

<3
chris

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i was reading the "on the road" scroll tonight (by the by, have you read this? amazing; makes the version you read in high school seem like processed drivel) and i came to a part on the first page where kerouac says he and ginsburg were fascinated with cassidy before even meeting him, all based on letters he had exchanged with hal chase. and for the probably hundredth time in my life i thought to myself that i ought to start writing my friends letters and keep a written correspondence with my friends in other towns and cities. but that would be silly. because i realized that now we have things like this, where people from all over the continent can correspond with one another.

it's like cassettes. for a while, i was all about making tapes because the labels i loved got their starts putting out tapes in the eighties. they said that tapes were cheap and easily made, and that they made it possible for artists and labels with minimal budgets to put out their music. these tapes were distributed across the country by mail-order, hyped by fanzines, and played on college radio.

and things are totally different now. tapes are no longer the cheapest and easiest means of putting music out. no one has tapes players. tapes are obsolete. now we have mp3, the new tape. releasing music digitally is the now the cheapest and easiest means. and just like how everyone had a tape player in the eighties, today everyone has an ipod. or at least a computer. and fanzines don't exist. college radio is no longer a driving force. today we have myspace and mp3 blogs and podcasts. and its easy to get nostalgic and think and tapes and zines are cool and "digital" is lame and myspace sucks, but that's got going to get you anywhere. might as well be writing people letters.

so i won't be writing anybody any letters, or trying to hitch-hike, because that's illegal now, and totally sketchy. or putting out cassette tapes. but the same experience can still be had. instead of pining for imagery from the past, i'd rather be paying attention to the imagery we're working with right now. reading kerouac is still good, but the present is being recorded right now. forget yesterday's language. a blog can be every bit as romantic as a letter.


love,

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