No matter how hard it tries, it just doesn’t seem to lose it’s humor…

There are very few, if any, times in my life that I would have loved to know what was going Mario Lopez’s head right then… Or AC Slater to all you young folk out there.

AC Slater keeping it awesome as always.

Talk to you later.

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My apologies for the hiatus in post’s as of late. I’ve been out of the office. By “out of the office” I mean lazy.

Now that we got that out of the way, I have a few pictures I dug up to share.

Everyone likes pictures, right?

I found this one on the old digital camera. Two of the nicest guys on the circuit. Matt “Shirvo” “Sam” “Steve” “Schwable” Shriver (on the left and wearing the name tag) and Dave Towle of race announcing fame (on the right). The picture was taken on top of some revolving building in downtown Vancouver (Dear BC readers, pardon not knowing the name of the revolving building. Thanks, Austin.)

A spin through Stanley Park. Definite perk of the job.

Louis Garneau’s clubhouse. Yes, as in the man himself and not the clothing company. I wrote about this last year when I was there. Plastic geese… so hot.

Finally, a photo of Trent Wilson and Matt Shriver copping a squat. I guess you do this when you golf. I played my first 9 holes in Nashville a few weeks ago. I had a great time and it’s a good thing Phoenix has 7,927,976 golf courses because I’ll need plenty of practice if I plan on not embarrassing myself next time.

That’s all for now folks. Take care.

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Hey folks,

It’s me again.

Well, I currently find myself sitting in Nashville, Tennessee with a day to go until I fly out to Montreal for a few more races. Before arriving in Nashy I made a quick stop in Chicago for the Tour of Elk Grove…. Which should actually be renamed “The Race Up and Down The Same Street in Elk Grove”. But with all honesty, the race has a heap of cash (like $150,000 heap) and was a real good time… despite over 150 u-turns in 3 stages.

With plenty of good coin at stake, all the top domestic riders showed up including a few Euro based riders. Guys like Chris Horner and Fred Rodriguez. While out with the team getting a bit of lunch before the race we ran into Fred and had a bit of small talk.

Fred let us know that he was there “cherry picking”….

Hm… I thought that was pretty cool and all… But, at that point I hadn’t seen any cherry tree’s in the area and honestly wasn’t sure if it was even cherry season?

But who am I to blow against the wind?

So I didn’t. I just ate my turkey sandwich and drank my diet soda in peace and quiet.

That’s all the update I have for now people. I fly out tomorrow morning at o’ dark thirty. Off to Montreal and La Classique Louis Garneau. Last year I got you folks some real nice footage of Louis’s club house. I’ll try and not disappoint my trusty readers and get an updated shot of the place. Hot… so hot.

Stay cool folks.

It’s hot and humid out there.

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Why do I feel so much pressure going through the airport’s security screening?

I’m just trying to get somewhere.

No, I’m not worried about getting my bag searched and I have absolutely nothing to hide.

What I’m talking about is the rush to get through the screening. It’s like 1 gallon of water trying to get dumped out of a jug through the round one inch opening in the top… With no air hole pierced in the side of the jug to lend a helping hand.

In order for one to wax, a candle must first be lit,

So I light a candle and begin to wax…

Lap top out of the case and into tray. Belt buckle off and in separate tray. Wallet out. Cell phone out. IPod out. Add all to tray. Tray now overflowing… Crap. Grab a third one. Who really needs three trays anyways? Shoes off. Feet touching filthy tile floor and probably catching SARS, tuberculosis, or maybe even West Nile Virus. What? Easy lady… Now getting bumped from behind by the woman freaking out thinking she’s late for her flight when in actuality she really has more time than everyone around her patiently waiting. Relax lady… Walk through detector on the sides of my feet to reduce probability of contracting disease, boarding pass out in hand. Ok, no beep. Now wait… and wait… for all items to clear the screening. In the meantime, the freaking out lady is now reaching over me to grab all her stuff and ram it back in her designer hand bag. Of course she’s still freaking out. Comes natural to her. I now begin to freak out as well as she is invading my personal space with her reaches and grabs and eye watering perfume. Deep breaths, breath in-breath out. Damn perfume, killing lungs like second hand smoke… Thoughts of a swift judo chop to the thorax running through head. No, no, I must remain rational and civilized. A judo chop is not appropriate in the airport. Instead… a flying dragon kick. Yeah. Much more efficient and damaging. Belt buckle back on and belt tightened, pants now not falling down due to me being at race weight. Wallet in pocket. Quickly hurry. IPod too. Lap top back in case. Check all pockets, scan conveyor belt for any dropped goods. Ok, ready to rock and roll and proceed to gate. Leave freaking out woman in my dust and her perfume. Fast forward a few minutes and into the much more relaxed and typical laid back state of mind. Leisurely board the plane, grab a pillow, stroll down the isle, find my seat… Oh shit… it’s freaking out woman… and she’s sitting next to me.

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I thought I had mono.

Turns out I just pulled a muscle in my neck.

What a relief.

I was starting to get worried.

Like real worried.

Take care of yourself folks.

Austin

P.S… In case of confusion, I’m no doctor.

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Is it wrong that it’s 4:00 am on Saturday morning and I’m awake, drinking coffee, and getting ready to head out and ride?

Yeah, I kind of thought so as well.

But I’m still going.

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