Thought I would update the loft with a little bike style. It's important to me that people know right away: I am a semi-professional cyclist.
And I mean some serious fucking business.
So in 5 to 7 business days, I will have a shitload of goodies in my hot little hands. Like this sweet wheel magazine rack to hold all of my Velo News, Muscle & Fitness and Mens Health mags. (No, not those, foo'! The good stuff is kept behind the toilet in the bathroom, yo! )
And this pizza cutter. Although I think an all-over brushed steel color would look better in my sleek-ass modern kitchen, I guess blue is the only color it comes in as of now. Bastards! It would be so fly to whip this sucker out next time the boys rally 'round for a post-race celebratory Za.
OK, this beauty was a bit on the pricey side. But style has an inevitable cost and I gots the cash for the mandatory shit. Like this bike chain bowl. Shit, I can load my Gu and shot blocks in this bitch. Maybe even some pretzel rods or string cheese if it's a more classy affair ? $88? Totally fuckin' worth it.
If I ever get that smokin' dark-eyed Caribou barista to dump that moth-eaten, guitar-strummin' ass clown, drop the lame ass coy act and accept my repeated offer to a home-cooked Italian meal, this will be ready in my pantry. Because I am a passionate, passionate pedaler.
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