My Hooptie

My hooptie rollin', brakes are draggin'
Spokes keep breakin' and tires are saggin'
Ninety-Eight Outlook, bike keeps rollin'
Wheels outta round from goin' pot-holin'
...

I couldn't resist. I love me beater commuter but she nickles and dimes me a lot. My parts still aren't in, and I'm really chomping at the bit to get this thing tuned up.

Yesterday, I went and had lunch at YJ's with an old co-worker from the startup I worked at back in 2006. He's working at a local marketing company now, and seems to be doing pretty well.


YJ's is a delightful, quaint, and eclectic snack bar in the Crossroads district. It's cramped inside, but full of character. The menu was hand-written on a sheet of freezer wrap.


When I worked downtown back in 2000 and 2001, I was just a few blocks away from YJ's. We'd often walk over here from the office to get "Evil Coffee". They stamp all of their coffee cups with random rubber stamps. Our favorite was the coveted Jolly Roger stamped cup. Yesterday, my cup was stamped with a full-blown skeleton. Hell yes. Evil Coffee.


Not much to say about the homeward commute other than my sun-exposed thermometer read 102-104 the whole way home. Heat radiating off the road seemed to cook me from below more than the unrelenting sun. I had some more wheel problems, and spent a good chunk of time re-tensioning and truing my rear wheel when I got home.


I took this last night, but my co-worker Doug gave these cool yellow schrader caps to me before the midnight ride. A little bit of bling for my hooptie.


It was a bus day for me this morning. I rode the 2.5 miles or so this morning in my work clothes and got some interesting looks from the bus riders. I've mentioned it before, but there's actually a "chase" bus that follows the main one. Almost a dozen people boarded that one today when the main bus was filled to maximum capacity. This route is far beyond standing room at this point. Something's gotta give.

Random Tunage:
Timmy T - One More Try
Tri Bowl Nuts - Trapped