Y’all are lucky I’m alive
Posted by Dubbayoo | Filed under General
I actually fell asleep at the wheel on the way to the gym yesterday and hit someone from behind. I knew it was coming because my eyes shut 2-3 times before that. I have no clue how fast we were moving (cuz I was O-U-T) but it must been < 5mph. There was no damage to either car. I get sleepy in the late afternoons a lot. I ‘try’ to eat something around 4pm and that usually makes a big difference. I need to be checked for diabetes or something. My dad has that but he has always eaten like crap whereas I eat pretty healthy.
One of my college track teammates fell asleep at the wheel and lost a leg. Thankfully for me its mostly likely to happen when I’m sitting at a light, not when I’m barreling down a highway.
I still went to the gym and worked out though.
Seven Inches Of Fury
Posted by Dubbayoo | Filed under General
No……not that. Ladies and gentlemen. I give you the most badass Linebacker ever to grace the gridiron. I’m pretty sure I played against him in high school. I lost track of how many times I got tackled by what seemed to be blades of grass while toting the rock. Apparently all this time I was getting owned by The Seven Inch Linebacker!
My lil mutt
Posted by Dubbayoo | Filed under General
He loves to rub his nose into my bed sheets or any clothes I take off and drop on the floor. Either I smell really good or really bad. i can’t tell.
I’m a cowboy….on a steel horse I ride
Posted by Dubbayoo | Filed under Cycling, General
okay, it’s really carbon fiber but you get the picture. Here she is. This is the new bike I will be riding on the AIDS/Lifecycle event coming up in June. A lot of the parts are carbon fiber so its much more comfortable than the steel and aluminum bikes I’ve ridden prior. It weighs 15.6 lbs even though I didn’t really build it to be light. I could easily knock another pound off but I’d rather have the extra durability at my size.
Choosing the correct size was difficult as always because I don’t have normal dimensions. For my height I have short legs and a long’ish torso. Because of that I went up a size to get an extra centimeter of top tube length, which is why I don’t seem to have much seatpost showing. If I could have gotten a custom frame I’d have spec’ed a 51cm seat tube and a 54.5cm top tube. I have a custom-made steel alloy frame in my closet but I retired that. Carbon fiber is too expensive to get customized. As it stands this frame has a 53cm seat tube and a 53.5 top tube. That means the reach from the saddle to the handlebars is less so I had to get a longer stem to compensate. Yes, 1 cm is definitely noticeable when you’re on a bike 2-4 hours a day.
100 of my closest friends and I negotiated a group buy rate of $500 for the frame. It is normally produced and sold under various brands. The previous revision of this frame marketed as the Litespeed Pavia sold for $1,200 so we got a great deal. I cherry picked all the parts and looked for deals wherever I could. The final cost was around $2,700 and thats with getting the frame well below retail cost. If I had walked into a shop and said “build me this bike” it would have run near $4,000.
I got in a few rides this weekend and it feels really good. The comfort of well-made carbon fiber will really be advantage when I’m on the bike for 4-5 hours a day. Aluminum tends to be very stiff and transfer all the rode vibration right up your arms and ass. You feel like you’ve been on a jackhammer after a while.
So, here it is. I’ll put more in the gallery later in the week. I’m pretty tired right now.
Do you give to the homeless?
Posted by Dubbayoo | Filed under General
Sometimes I do if they REALLY look homeless. A lot of the homeless in L.A. are pretenders just trying to avoid working for The Man all day. Maybe they’re out of work actors…I dunno.
The Century Blvd exit from the 405 (my exit to the office) must be prime panhandling territory because I see 4-5 different guys working that corner. They’ve all got the fancy sign proclaiming “homeless” or “please help”. Some of these guys put some serious effort into designing that thing too. Most of them are clearly pretenders though.
The true playa for real is a guy I call Whitey. Why? Well cuz he’s white. He’s actually brown though. He’s got that dirt that looks so ingrained on him you don’t think he’ll ever get clean now matter how many showers he takes. I’m pretty sure if Whitey ever got undressed to shower he’d kill all life forms within a 20 foot radius. Whitey is usually wearing about 10 layers of clothing but you can tell by his face he’s about 120 lbs. Whitey is definitely homeless. There is no doubt. Truely homeless people are oblivious to their surroundings, especially street noise. If they hear sirens or screeching tires they don’t turn to look because they hear that 24/7. It’s like birds chirping to them. One day I saw Whitey sleeping on the corner with his homeless sign leaning against him. My man was KNOCKED…THE…FUCK…OUT! This is a busy exit ramp too…this road leads to Los Angeles airport. He had like 10-12 pigeons walking around him picking up crumbs. I wouldn’t be surprised if a few didn’t just park their asses right ON him. Whitey is the guy you can give money to and just know he will buy some food. I’ve never seen him drinkin alcohol…unlike Dude.
Dude is a black guy, probably around 50-55′ish. Hell, he might be 40. Who knows. He ain’t homeless. He might not have a place to call his own but he definitely sleeps indoors at night. He’ll walk right up to your car and try to get you to roll the window down so he can mumble something. You either oblige and reach for some coin or you hurriedly lock the door and wish you could drive from the passenger seat. There is no middle ground with him. Dude looks able-bodied so I wouldn’t give him jack. He could at least go recycle some damn cans or something. I wanna roll the window down and yell ‘GET A FUCKING JOB, BIATCH…YOU’RE MAKING US LOOK BAD’. He’s never wearing the same clothes two days in a row and he doesn’t have more than a few weeks growth of facial hair. Dude’s problem is the bottle. The other day Dude was B-U-S-T-ED ass drunk at the exit. I’m not sure he could’ve made it to the car and back standing if you held out a wad of hundreds. I thought he was going to get hit. I almost wanted to give him money just so he’d sit his black ass down.
All the other corner workers I will collectively call Hector. No, they aren’t all hispanic. I’m just too lazy to break them all down. They’re not interesting characters like Whitey and Dude anyway. Except one guy I have now dubbed The DJ. The DJ was working the corner Monday wearing headphones and bopping to the music. Dressed than most day laborers, if he’s got money for batteries he don’t need my help. I need batteries for my digital camera now. Maybe I can get The DJ to panhandle some for me. Hey yo, DJ? Can a brotha get some Energizer 3-Volt Photo Lithium’s? Those puppies are expensive and I need to get my shutterbug on….ya heard?DT out!
Edit – this morning I watched The DJ pull out some sunglasses, blow and dust ‘em off then cool as a cucumber slid ‘em on under his LA Dodgers hat and recommenced bumpin tunes on his mp3 mplayer while flashin his “Please Help” sign….only in Cali.
I do love a glazed donut but not this much…
Posted by Dubbayoo | Filed under General, Jokes, Newsworthy
A few days ago there was a story making the rounds on the news wires about Krispy Kreme introducing a new donut that would be made of whole wheat and low on calories. NBC affiliate WAGT in Augusta picked up on this hard-hitting story, however it looks like they don’t exactly have an eagle-eyed production staff in the newsroom when you look at the on-screen graphic they used in their report. Watch the YouTube video below or click the image above for an enlarged still. This is what happens when you hire idiots that get their on-air graphics from a Google Search without even looking at the results.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7UyTOeee8hQ
Words…
Posted by Dubbayoo | Filed under General
Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option.
Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.
Dream as if you will have a lover for ever. Live as if you will never get to see them again.
