26InchSlicks

Why? Because I was sitting in a pizza joint all night with bike buds and I can't get the smell of pizza outta my head. You may ask: W...

The shades-of-orange mismatch on my bike was bothering me to the point that a coupla times over this past week I actually threw up in my mou...

I'm not a photographer, but I'd like to be able to visually convey things on this blog with some reasonable image quality.  And occa...

John called for this week's hang to be at my house and so it was. (If that sentence sounds kind of odd, see bullet point 2 below.) It wa...

Patty was out of town this weekend, which apparently gave me license to wreak havoc in the shop.  This post is the follow-up and conclusion ...

501. Rock on. I previously predicted that my fat fender project might take a gazillion hours, but I think I might have underestimated by a...

Certain bike stuff gets into my head from time to time that's super powerful in the sense that it can pretty much take over my life. May...