Friday, January 30, 2009

Also... Let's get rad-tarded

Forgot a couple things, sue me - it's Friday.

Last Friday of the month means 1 thing:

It's time to go to mass. Remember - critical mass doesn't block traffic, it IS traffic.

Also, skip the football and all the jackass commercials and head to the Twin Cities:

It's Stupor Bowl '09 boys & girls, and 1st place Mens & Womens finishers get custom bags, everyone gets beer - life is good.

End of week ramblings 1/30/09

The 4th week of 2009 in the books, and what a week it has been.  But before that, lets flash back to September 08 for just a moment.  Remember Josh & Jackie - the brain children behind the New Belgium Brewing Urban Assault Ride?  Well, I found another shining "Hans Moment"...  Clink HERE and keep an eye at the 5min mark where we're riding the runt bikes.  Nothing like embarrassing yourself to make one a bit humbled, good time though.

In other happenings, I stumbled across this pic from PETA's new "chain" campaign:

That's Carey Hart in front of his burned-out trailer that caught fire (on the way to this very photo shoot).  Now I don't usually condone the crazy antics of your typical PETA enthusiast - see last weeks quote about the cute & delicious pig.  But lets set a few things straight:  #1 - Fur, for the only purpose of fashion, IS murder.  #2 - People that have dogs and just keep them tied up all the time, or sitting out on the porch year-round (my neighbors), are dirtbags.  I 100% whole-heartedly agree, life on a chain is no life at all.  Thumbs up PETA on this one.

Also in the interweb lives this:

Good ol Graham owns/runs a company called Resource Revival.  They make cool stuff out of old bike parts - just OLD bike parts.  They reuse almost everything - tires, cogs, wheels... if it broke off a bike, Graham's making a picture frame out of it.

A bit more local, the timing was right in Estes Park, Colorado...

Angie thought we were headed to the historic Stanley Hotel for a ghost tour, when I think I gave her a real surprise.  I asked her to be my "Official Old Lady" and she said "Oh hell, why not."  Not exactly, but that's between her and I - make up your own caption from the photo.  So we're happily almost hitched - thanks for all the well wishes this week from all-a-ya.

Wrapping it up here, have a animal-friendly, recycled, tender moment weekend.  Awww... beer me.


Saturday, January 24, 2009

End of week(s) ramblings 1/24/09

Ok, so it's been a while, although thru no fault of my own.  For whatever reason, I decided to check on the neighbors, and used an alias just in case for my own anonymity:

So seein' as how nothing panned out from the Post-It note, we broke down and bought Comcast internet.  Yea, being an adult sucks.

I got a couple really cool gifts for Xmas.  One of them being from Jess & Eric in MPLS:

Peace Coffee is awesome stuff.  All their beans are 100% organic and fair trade certified - meaning they pay all their farmers fair market price and a living wage, as opposed to lowballing (otherwise known as Folgersizing which leads to living in Maxwell Track Housing), cause that is where the dirty deeds are done, BOOOO!

This one comes from The Outlaws (cause they're not In-laws yet) Jesse & Amber:

If you haven't heard, Anthony Bourdain can out smoke, drink, cook, travel and likely, leg wrestle your scrawny butt.  Les Halles is the restaurant in NYC he worked in for years as the head chef, and is now the host of his own travel show Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations on the Travel Channel.  I highly recommend you watch it or forever be a thorn in my @ss.  One of the best chapters in this (and any) book:

And that looks like a cute pig, so he must be REALLY tasty!!!!  Didn't even notice this until recent but I also found the next tattoo for Jesse (who is the upper echelon of culinary badassness) on this book's cover:

I can only cook Hamburger Helper, but getting this tattoo would make be a better cook, next step Oodles Of Noodles.

In other news, I really have only Josh to thank for this one:

Oh baby, The Black Keys are to good, current, underground music as Big Macs are to diabetes, or fat asses, or Kathie Lee Gifford -- just trying to think of things I really don't like...  But trust me, they're that good.  

We started a fit club type of thing at the office.  Not doing too bad, our second weight-in is in about three weeks, ad I'm thinking I should do well.  Luckily, it was sh!tty weather the day of the initial weigh-in and I wore my giant hiking boots (5-8 lbs), a couple extra layers of fleece and long sleeve t-shirts (another 3-5 lbs) and my winter beer belly (no comment) so that packed on the extra pounds and should look miraculous when I come in for the next weigh-in having lost that free weight.  It's about having a goal, and that goal is cheat to win - motivational posters being mocked up now.  And for whatever reason, I've actually been pretty motivated to go to the gym a couple times a week.  I found if you go over lunch, you start to look forward to getting out of the office for an hour to go blow off steam.

A tip of the hat and best wishes go out to our 44th president

I don't want to say I'm looking forward to the next four years, simply cause there's so much hard stuff on the way still, but it's gotta be better than the previous 8.  You still have my vote good sir, and 2012 - for what it's worth.

Before I head out to the gym on this chilly Saturday NoCo morning, I leave you with this bit of bicycle-related awesomeness:

Grotesk is a graffiti artist in NYC and also designs shirts for companies like Zoo York and the like.  Check out his work HERE.

Closing it up, it's good to see you here again.  Come back anytime, beers in the fridge.  And, since I'm on the new streak, have a heath ridden weekend.


Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Quickie Recap

The Mrs. and myself succomed onto the almighty succomeder, the supreme man, the guys who hold the clipboard at the club you hate going to cause you never get in. A deal with the devil was made... We receive the do-it-yourself Comcast modem/internet hook-up kit later this week. Speaking of selling out, click HERE to watch the video "Sell Out" from Reel Big Fish -- it only got played by MTV like twice, all that beautiful waste and crane cam shots...

Have you seen these?

It's called an Expresso Bike - they're badass, and of course they don't have 'em at my gym. It's great for over lunch if you for whatever reason you can't bike to work -- and if you can't, then your boss is a communist. This is America dammit, have we already forgotten YES WE CAN? Maybe it's just too cold outside still, so that's okay, that's why we have this.

That's it for now. Happy Inaguration everyone, and let's keep the "president's balls" jokes out of all the "Inaguration Ha-Ha" this time.

Friday, January 9, 2009


Apparently, whoever it is we steal our wireless interweb access from, forgot to pay Comcast.


So, after we get our own be assured, all the wholesome goodness and lighthearted warm fuzzies you get from me, will be back in normal action.

Until then, hold the F on. Or check out one of the blogs on the right from one of those talented folks.

xoxo, Hans