For the record, I hate the word "blog," it's silly and most blogs are silly. I got this blog because Sylvia, Tony, and Jennifer had one. And since everything good seems to come from the West coast, here I am. I have a feeling that my blog will have less pictures and much more complaining involved. Mainly because I am usually too lazy to take pictures and I think my camera phone is annoying. I'm also too lazy to delete any of the pictures already on it, so I can't take any more. Oh well.
The biggest annoyance of my day so far has been meathead bike messengers. Or meathead bike culture in general. Or maybe bike culture in general. Yeah, I know, I own a track bike and I hopped onto that trend a few years ago. But for the most part I really enjoy riding fixed and I'm not embarassed of my break. I use it a lot. I think it's idiotic that a break is a looked down upon. "Give me a break!" Those shirts are also really annoying. But seriously, when did riding a fucking bike become a jock sport? I feel like most of the guys hanging out at the "wall" at love park and Rittenhouse have the same mentality as a highschool football team or a group of frat boys. They love their fancy track bikes like assholes love their fancy sports cars. What statement are you trying to make again? The worst part of it all is that a lot of these dudes started riding their track bikes and wearing their oversized reload bags like... I dunno... six months ago??? Which is fine, whatever, do what you want, I encourage everyone to ride a bike, but suddenly it has become this fucked up lifestyle. I just really have to wonder... are you really "working" as a bike messenger when you spend 7 hours of your 8 hour day hanging out at the "wall"? I walk by the "walls" several times a day and see the same group of dudes still there... why? I guess to make sure everyone knows that they're a "bike messenger," cause I'm sorry dudes, doesn't look like there's a whole lotta work for ya. The funny thing is, the few bike messengers I ALWAYS see making deliveries and out on the streets are the few lady bike messengers. Or the guys who have been out there doing this for years. They are the people who are actually there to work and do what they love. Not to stand around LOOKING like they do. I'm sorry, half of ya'll work for heaven sent and get paid JACK SHIT. I see crackheads with stolen mountain bikes working for heaven sent. But you won't see those guys hanging out at the "wall". So why don't you get a real job where you actually make enough money to drink yourself to sleep at night, stop trying to fit into some bullshit bike clique and start riding your bike for FUN. Imagine that... actually riding your bike instead of standing around or sitting your ass on a wall all day. Maybe all of this sounds harsh, but if I have to see one more of those assholes smirk when I ride my motherfucking TRACK BIKE by in my business casual while riding to work, I'm going to U-Lock someone in the face. I can take my bike a part and put it back together, can you? Oh, I guess you wouldn't know because I don't sit on a wall all day talking about my new headset. So I guess this is my word of advice to all of you stupid meathead bike messengers:
Get a life
Get off your ass
Stop alienating other people who ride bikes, especially women and people of color
Stop getting so drunk that you wish you had a break
Get a real job and let the real couriers do theirs
Stop taking work from the people who have been doing this for years
Come out of the closet
