Puking Blood Cat!

BOOM. I think that pretty much explains it, right? BE THERRRRRRRE.

Get Buck

Just bleep out every time someone says music in this and it's still super true. This is pretty much how I often feel about Memphis.

Trailer: Meanwhile in Memphis: The Sound of a Revolution from Meanwhile in Memphis on Vimeo.

How did I never notice this.

This post on brickhouseracing is so so true.

Ninety percent of the time I get yelled at while riding, it's a white person. I can only recall being yelled at by a black person...twice? The last time was like three years ago while riding down Poplar, so maybe one could say that I was asking for it? I mean, I wouldn't say that, but if you wanted to, you could.

Last time I got yelled at by a white person was...like four days ago. They were turning out of the Target/Superlow parking lot onto Southern and cut me off AND yelled at me to get out of the road. Classic!

Happy Snails

So, this has been done before, but yeah, now I did it too. Garmin from one game of polo.



If you check out the stats, you'll see that out of a 25 minute game, I was stationary for about thirteen minutes of it and rode less than a mile. LET ME OUTTA GOAL, MAYNE.

You'll also note that I rode onto the roof at one point.

Watch out for squirrels

A couple weeks ago, I went into Outdoors to get a couple tires and found a small film crew hovering around Charles. I never really did find out exactly what that was all about, UNTIL NOW...



Haha, Charles and Joel rule.