The original Dig bike check pictures

The original bike check, shot in White Sands, New Mexico by Riley McMaster.

Bang-Pong!

This is art.

Self portrait +2 in Austin, Texas.

One of the few indoor parks in Arizona...

When Riley was in town about a month ago, I pieced together this Standard Tao and took it for a test run. In my apartment.

Look, I'm funny.

See.

Photo of the Day--er, well, maybe not.

I was planning on doing one big write up of my Spring Break Adventure to SXSW in Austin, but that would be totally fucking boring. Well, to be honest, it'd be hilarious, controversial, entertaining, and perhaps, educational. But I'm up to my balls in lots of work I won't be getting paid for, and I desperately need money (or maybe I'm just procrastination some homework...).

As such, I'll posting random photos with an explanation and possibly a story.

Remember a few posts back when I said Riley would make a good politician except for his bathroom antics? I should have defined 'bathroom' as, "any place in which Riley has the urge to urinate." Turns out it was my car this time.

My Bikes

I'm a little late, but I got a bike check posted over on Dig, so go check out the 250L I've been riding for the past month.


Also, I put together this old TRLS 250 for a trail romper.

Neon Beige

I started off today with a peaceful drive to Dobbins Peak to stare at rocks, dirt and cacti, which is actually kinda fun. I revel in the idea that what we now consider hobbies and stress-relieving activities, like hiking, camping, etc., were deadly feats of survival for our ancestors. I can spend my day in the sun (thanks, sun screen) on a desert mountain for no apparent reason other than I want to (thanks, bottled water). Hmm. Do you think our ancestors would be proud of us, or just plain pissed?

The third picture is of the elusive Desert Gypsy, who spends its days in caves and abandon dwellings like the one above. Immediately following this photo, she sunk her teeth into my fore-arm and tried to gnaw through it. Luckily I was equipped with bear-mace and escaped with minor flesh wounds. Watch yourselves out there.