No Sleep For The Geek

Whoa. Despite my best efforts at dissuasion, you're back for more. Your life must be even sadder than I thought. But that's okay - I'm pretty pathetic myself. Maybe you and I fill gaps (I think I heard about that in a movie once or something). But anyway, since you're already here, you might as well listen to my boring story.

I have a numb right hand that's been getting a little but not a whole lot better, which has led me to the conclusion that I need to change bars to prevent permanent nerve damage which has in turn led me to try and figure out how to set them up which has led me to finally throw myself onto the frame geometry fire. I had intended to put this off forever.

Long story short, I'm gonna bolt these on:



They're called dirt drops or flared drops and while I've seen em, I never really knew about or understood em. John steered me to Matt Chester, the on-line dirt drop godfather, who set me straight. You know how to use google, if you want the dirt on dirt drops. Check this out if you want a more brief, non-techy synopsis.

I researched the different dirt drops available and settled on the On One Midge. I could write about that whole deal, but I never will, so trust me - this is where to start. You can't buy them new, so get your rear end over to eBay and pick up a set before they are collectors items. I paid $45 + shipping for mine.

I think that maybe measuring angles and dangles is a lot like how I've always felt about going to college . . . it doesn't make you smarter, it just trains you to ask smarter questions. Of which I now have a billion (funny how that word doesn't phase us anymore).

Yup, that's me trying to measure a bike frame with something a roofer would use. I have some better tools, somewhere, but I'll be damned if I can find em. This'll hafta do:



This scribbly mess is all I have to show for a coupla hours in the garage:



It's always darkest just before the dawn or some krap like that, so I hear.