Showing posts from April, 2013

A Day at the Office.

The Dirt Rag and Bicycle Times headquarters is in a house just on the skirts edge of Pittsburgh. It has been here for many years and because of that, occasionally you find hidden "treasures". Like a photo copy of boobs in a bible, or a closet full of old printers, a saxophone, and then some.

Here is a glimpse:

 Bike Tree.
The Dirt Rag pig.

Self explanatory. Boobs are fun. (FYI: This set is not mine)


Pinball! The publisher and founder has a passion for pinball.
"Hey you, with the face!" My kids love coming to the office.

A weekend with no riding ahead. My poor back and hips having a bit of a bad spell. Looks like a movie marathon in order, or just basking in the sun and read. Tough choice.

No More Snow, All Hail Spring!

Woohoo! Spring is finally here in western PA and I'm overjoyed that I can send my kids outside for longer periods of time. Lots of adventure already happening and more planned ahead!

Like me, pretending I race mountain bikes. Please, I laugh and smile way too much to focus on going faster than other people. I did accomplish my first "real" drop at the Baker's Dozen in Leesburg, VA last month. Thanks to Jon Pratt for the photo.

 Plenty of pink, tiara cowboy hat wearing.

 Maybe an occasional disco helmet. Had a short and sweet visit to the Sea Otter Classic.

You can never hang out with Zero the Zombie Killer too much.

And some family tandem riding and touring happening, hopefully soon! (Also, bear with me as I'm entertained with this whole Instagram thing.) Stay tuned...