Monday, May 23, 2011

In Mourning

I spent a buncha money on my high zoot pump track bike and I'll be damned if some old-school resurrected white trash POS that somebody drops off is faster than my bling. I'm holding on by my teeth, though, which translates to under 2/10ths of a second per lap. Too close for comfort. So I spent a buncha time in the shop tonight implementing the latest mods that cost me yet another Franklin today. Meanwhile, the white trash bikes are just sitting there, staring at me, resting up. When you're the shiz, everyone wants to bang on you.

So this post shoulda been all about that, but then in the middle of everything, I dropped my camera on it's head. I tried to tweak it back to life, but quickly came to the conclusion that it's quite dead.

It wasn't even close to the greatest camera, in the technological sense, but it was responsible for at least 95% of the photos on this blog, which is a pretty big deal, when you think about all that we've looked at together. I've been ready to upgrade to something that takes better pics for a while, but I haven't been able to disengage from my companion. Suddenly, I have no choice.

I'm afraid about moving forward - figuring out the proper replacement, sorting through all the techno-babble . . . it's pretty intimidating. I just wanna be able to take some pics. So I don't have any choice but to lean on my westside buddies Alex and Andre, and my eastside buddy Mike, for some advice. You guys can expect to hear from me soon.

In the meantime, please enjoy the last picture my trusty cam ever took:

The wrench.  Wouldn't wanna be no white trash bike right about now.  But I need to let it go.  Keep forgetting - I'm sad.

Farewell, loyal friend.  Sorry I dropped ya.


mechBgon said...

A moment of silence for the faithful Olympus.

Traditional Bike Club Curmudgeon said...

My trusty Canon camera died at Nine Mile Dam last Monday and I don't look forward to shopping (or paying) for a new one.

I try not to get too sentimental about "things", but I do tend to hold on to them for a long time, so it's a bit of a loss.

I'm guessing it had more than 15,000 cycling miles jiggling around in my fanny pack so a major malfunction is no big surprise.

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