Thats not to say that this proverbial golden ticket will net you access to life long candy treats, but as I previously mentioned, we got a humongo pile of bikes in on Tuesday. El Corpo told me to draw something on one of the boxes, and whoever randomly ended up with this bike in particular should email me, (as per the instructions on the box) to receive their choice of an organic cotton Swobo t-shirt.
Never has getting a free t-shirt been so easy.

I dont know where it ended up going, as we blew 100 bikes out the door that day like so many leaves in the wind. It could have gone to a shop, or it could have gone to an individual consumer. It could have stayed on the West Coast, or as I type, it could be enroute to the East...

Ill let you know how this pans out.

Speaking of random graces falling in your lap, we got a pallet of the good stuff from our friends at Planet Bike Monday, and included in the shipment was a little something for yours truly;

As I placed it on my desk, along side of all of my other worldly possessions, The Skipper immediately referred to it as our 'oracle', to which I enthusiastically agreed. For better or for worse, from time to time when an individual might call and say, "Stevil, were having a big alleycat race this weekend. Can you guys flow us some prizes?"
I will confer with said oracle as to what prizes you might should get.
"Ohhhh, a dozen bananas and a tupperware bowl of chili?-
Well thats what the oracle said, and so it shall be done."

I maybe should apologize in advance, but you know, its out of my hands...

Now that I think about it, even in its infancy, this week has yielded all kinds of pleasant surprises. Take the name on this sales order for example;

How cool is that? Danziger?! Hell, Glenn Danzigs last name isnt even really Danzig. This guy should win something.. Like best name ever/Friday name hero, or something...
Unfortunately our one free t-shirt is tied up in other competitions , so well have to come up with another option.

Obviously based on this flyer sent to us by Craig, our Montana connection, there will be no shortage of prizes at this weekends Granja Del Cerdo mountain bike race in Whitefish.

In regards to their 'porker'class; Ive been thinking about the clydesdale class alot lately, mainly because I now finally qualify. (In fact I now well over qualify for their 180 pound minimum.)
Years ago my friend TTG raced the clydesdale class, much to the dismay of his competitors due to his incredible fastness. Of course there was protest to his winning, during which time he exclaimed to the race official "Its not my fault I can pack 201 pounds on to this Adonis-like physique!"
The officials couldnt really argue with his logic, and the clydesdale win went home with him.
Sandbagger? No.. I think not.. More like 'donut bagger'.

I know I already mentioned the Urban Assault Ride in Austin this weekend, but seeing as the folks behind it are such good people, and weve flowed them a rather gigantic amount of product, Im gonna mention it again.

Josh, the man behind the madness has sent us some pictures from some of the other events, and Id be lying if I said it didnt look like a huge amount of fun. Even if you dont want to ride in it, you should at least swing by and soak up some of the culture (i.e. beer) and work on your tan.

Theres another blow out in Santa Cruz town that weve thrown some goods at as well.

It promises to be a humdinger, and really, who dont like humdingers?

Oh good lord, heres another one. I really have to go through my inbox more often...

Case in point- These two from Dan;

I mean I literally have dozens of emails containing little gems such as these, and I always think to myself, "I could probably do something with that someday", and there it sits, waiting for that someday until it gets buried by tons of other emails containing similar strokes of genius.
If my emails inbox was a house, it would be one of those that you see occasionally on the news that are filled with pizza boxes and ferrel cats that ultimately are condemned by the state as being unlivable.
That my friends is my technological reality.

Anyhow, lets talk about irony for a second, shall we?
Matt from Ghostship Clothing sent a lovely example;

"Stevil,
Thought you'd enjoy this photo. My friend Josie (Josalee Thrift(dot)com) is a photographer for one of the papers here in CT. The irony is amazing. Enjoy!"

Awesome... Its shots like that that get me through my worst days.
And on the chance that my day is beyond help from that, its the promise of seeing this movie that gets me through the others.

Im now gonna leave you with a clip Ashley sent to me a week or so ago.

Its always a good time when you get punched in slow motion... Really, its not alot unlike any trip Ive ever taken to Minneapolis...

Alright, Im off to Denver to work out the lungs and see if I cant put some of those skanking lessons that Roger imparted upon me a couple of weeks ago to good use.

If I see you there, beware. If not, then well cross paths on Al Gores web soon.

As always, heres a pinch of over and theres a dash of out.
Kick out the jams and stuff.