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Sunday, September 18, 2005

Barreling down a narrow Dallas residential street, his 1987 Ford Crown Vic screams in agony as it squeals, squeaks, and rattles with every dip and crack in the road. The neglected V8 engine purred like a retarded stray cat with a fatal illness, as he revs the speed up to over 60 mph. “That Asian kid better move cause I ain’t slowing down.” Ghetto Man thinks to himself. "Scott, watch out." Kenny says casually to me as I'm standing close to the middle of the road, not realizing just how fast Ghetto Man was approaching. I only make a small side step before the said vehicle comes flying past, literally, since he had caught a little air after going over a bump in the road. The four of us can only stand awed by what we had just seen, as the Crown Vic speeds off into the distance and the high-pitched squeals become faint. “Ghetto man don’t play.”

This was two weeks ago the Tuesday after Gateway Cup at around 7AM, hour 13 of an entirely too long drive straight from St. Louis. I’m writing about it because at 1AM last night Nick drunk-dialed me after seeing a Cadillac come howling by him somewhere, probably in front of his house in Euless since his street seems like a hot bed for ghetto car antics. “Ghetto man’s headed your way Scotty, watch Mopac.” However inebriated Nick may have been he still had the consciousness to think of his loyal blog readers, who had been deprived of material since Labor Day weekend. He told me to tell the story of Ghetto man, as a cautionary tale to those who may stand in the middle of Casa Loma Ave. at 7AM on a Tuesday morning.

Watch yo’ selves,
-Vegg

Note: If you’re not Kenny, Brad, Nick, or myself, this story probably isn’t all that funny or interesting.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

i'm such a liar... well.. i tried to update it everyday.

i'll update tomorrow.. i promise ; )

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Veggie here,

Phrase of the day: "Boy, you got a bike in your bike." -Surfer after watching a guy try to ride off after wrecking with someone else's bike literally wedged into the back of his bike some how. I think even the guys that were lying on the asphalt were laughing.

Lots of wrecks today. bRad had the coolest wreck ever. A guy wrecked in front of him, Brad lost control for a sec, after regaining control he flew onto the sidewalk with his brakes locked up. He ended up nailing a spectator in the back with one of his STIs, which launched Brad into front flip, bounced him off the wall then onto his back. His flask of raspberry Hammer gel exploded making it look like a bloody crime scene. Boner said he wrecked, causing a domino effect taking out 4 other guys. I wrecked with 7 to go in a stupid low speed wreck on the hill when a guy tried to weave his way through by bouncing off me, then the guy on his other side then swerving out into my front wheel. Ended up taking down a shit load of people. Including Andy Crater who broke his elbow.

Sinthers and York took 6th and 7th in the break. Schmatz from Kodak EasyShare/Sierra Nevada won. Aaron should be in the top five overall, still.

Off the bike activities have included the air show where we watched a bunch of jets and P51s go nuts and almost getting the host family's dog killed. Sutter (named after Sutter Home wine) is an 18 year old poodle that is practically blind, deaf and wears a diaper, but apparently it's nose is good because it found some fig newtons, a powerbar, and chocolate to snack on. It started throwing up later including making some visicous hacking sounds a little later. Today some how after we left the dog got out and wandered off for a while. They found it, but I mean come on it couldn't have gotten very far. I'm imagining a scene from Mr. Magoo where it's just running into things then changing directions to get around. Oh, well guess we better mind our selves the rest of the time we're here.

You stay classy DFW,
Stupid Asian kid

life of a cyclist


life of a cyclist, originally uploaded by surfnick.

having a little coffee and relaxing..



surFnick

(817) 680-5769

http://www.surfernick.com

Saturday, September 03, 2005

St. Louis is full of hookers, we had a great time....

Race results:
Smathers - 15th
bRad - 16th
surfNick - 17th

surfrnick.com got a lot of shout outs from Bilko (sp?) Sinthers should hopefully be top five in the overall.

lafayette square..

simthers - 2nd
surFnick - 13th
kenny - 18th
time to go to bed....

Friday, September 02, 2005

quick question bret..

bret.. The guys want to know.. did you plunge the toilet with your hand? or
just smash it down??

dude.. gas is stuipd expensive.. they were showing gas in GA was $6..
crazy..
well, we drove up to okc last night and then drive the rest of the way
today.. 11 hr's in the car.. each way!
we race tonight 9:30 on a super short course.. it'll be FAST!
we've got some pretty rad host housing.. the in-laws of the promoter.
the first time I stayed in host housing was in south carolina. bret and I
were traveling with the mathis brothers team. we got to the host housing
around 3am. as soon as we walked in the door, bret had to use the
bathroom. it was late so I sat down to watch tv. about ten minutes later,
i hear the toilet flush... about 10 times! about 30 seconds later, bret
walks out shaking his head. "toilet's clogged" he says.. i immediately die
laughing. "what are we going to do?", don't know dude. maybe we should
check the other bathrooms for a plunger.. bad idea, it's 3am.. would you
want some strange guys walking around your house at the hour? i guess
not.. we both sit in silence for several minutes contemplating our next
move... about this time bret begins to take his oakley watch and rings
off... "desperate times call for desperate measures" he says... and he
heads into the bathroom. i'm stunned.. i sit there for a second thinking
about what he just said. i jump to my feet and head torwards the bathroom.
as I walk around the corner, i find bret hugging the toilet with his right
arm and his left arm is submerged past his elbow... WOW... i fell to the
floor laughing... laughing harder than I ever have... EVER!
he did unclog the toilet.. so next time you see him.. make sure you call
him "the snake".... the human plumber snake.
enough for now.. later gators.
-surFnick

this is how we roll.. tenzing style...

surFnick

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http://www.surfernick.com

Thursday, September 01, 2005

for u sager..


for u sager.., originally uploaded by surfnick.

off to st. louis


off to st. louis, originally uploaded by surfnick.

the crew.. kenny york, bRad armstrong, scottie, and the surFnick..