This is, like war man

Last week I received multiple emails from Breck Epic promoter Mike McCormack. The intention of these emails were of the housekeeping variety, trying to clean up all the dirty vagueness as we come into the final weeks before the big race. Included in those emails were course routes complete with elevation profiles... at least he said that was something that was attached to those emails. I myself would not know what the attachments were for certain since I didn't bother to open those said attachments. I'm sure, without even looking, there are lots of painful climbs to dizzy heights that would make even the sturdiest mountain goat feel slight pangs of acrophobia.

"Fuck Mike, this is pretty high up."

I'll mount up my 32X23 and follow the course markings. That's my game plan... well that and to stay the fuck out of Evan Plews' way.

I don't understand this:

I recently got some traffic from a link on The TV Realist site (a celebrefi site?)... a link to my Jeff Schalk is the Heat Miser post. Not much to say about that other than the fact that I find it extremely baffling. Is Jeff Schalk not only the Heat Miser but also a big time internet "celebrefi"?

By now everybody has heard of Steven Slater, the JetBlue flight attendant who dramatically quit his job. While I appreciate the fact that he grabbed not one but two beers on his way to the emergency exit of the plane I so wish he woulda quoted the infamous Grig Martin when he made his announcement over the intercom:

I'M GETTING SOME SALAD!

That would have be suh-weet. Speaking of Grig he finally got his eBay centrifuge in the mail,and he decided to mount it under the sink since the folks from USADA never found the small growing room he installed there two years ago.

For those of you that were disappointed yesterday because I didn't bother to keep you up to date...

We are officially now at day nine of The Tallboy Watch 2010.

There was nothing new to mention yesterday, but today I've got big news. I received my first major shipment from Santa Cruz Bicycles VIA the brown truck yesterday afternoon.

Mike Piazza says "Look what Brown has done for me... umm yeah... whatever."

My Santa Cruz logo emblazoned QR seat post collar in size extra-Dicky has gloriously arrived allowing me to finally start the assembly of my new bike.

It's not much to look at, but I stood over the pile of parts and made motorcycle noises for half an hour last night. Braaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap!

And to bring things back to a Breck Epic focused focus, Peter announced on his blog yesterday that his Bike Rumor Media Cup entry was now officially official.

photo credit: Me, but you wouldn't know that unless I told you since Peter neglected to give me proper credit when given the chance

He also took the time to bitch about the fact that the name of his company of no significance was misspelled in the Trans-Sylvania Epic write-up I did for Dirt Rag in the last issue.

"unlike our psycle-long friend RICH (dick) DILLEN and perennial DIRT RAG, Tyler managed to KEEP the pselling of PSYCLE correct…yes I never thanked you Dicky for fucking up the spelling in my one and ONLY mention in Dirt Rag in like years…super."

Let it be known that I never included the name of his company in my original article as I would never bother to plug my worst sponsor in such a worthy publication. That tidbit of incorrectly spelled information was added at the editorial level much to my chagrin giving Peter more attention, albeit slightly misdirected, than he ever deserved.

"Misfit Cycles??? Fire ze missiles!"