A few weeks ago in work, a bike was stolen from the bikeshed. Someone gave chase and the robbing scallies threw the bike into the Mersey. I went home, took down my washing line, got a basket and went back to the Mersey and with another bit of rope and abit of luck, I managed to fish the bike back out. Pretty stoked about that so I was hoping for some good bike karma.
I recently changed the set up on my road bike, raised the stem and bars and stuff to see if it helped with my neck, so I was starting to use it and was getting used to riding it.
Someone in work had offered me some free physio treatment on my neck at a local College. That was too good an offer to give up. I rode to the college and locked up my bike to the rack. Birkenhead is sketchy at the best of times, so I took off my lights and pump just in case some knob thought it may have been funny to take them.
An hour later I came out to find my bike and a few others were gone. So the treatment was free but it had cost me a grand. Not stoked, that's got to be reverse karma?
I went back into the College to report it. Then they tell me the CCTV cameras aren't on, 'great' and then the security guy tells me, 'oh well, we had quite a few cars broken into last week'
Wednesday, 30 March 2011
Saturday, 26 March 2011
Art. 'Got the time on yer cock'? Cock Clock.
This really started off after getting a load of cheap clocks from Ikea, some I just stickered up and gave away and then I tried to think of something were the centre could become part of a painting. There were a few different versions before I finally 'came' upon this idea. I liked this idea and always wanted to get it screenprinted and sell them, I showed someone who said, I'd be the only person in the world who'd hang that up in their house. This definatley didn't qualify to be hung up in my workplace.
Anyway, use this post as a reminder to set your COCKS forward an hour. Spring has sprung, the sap is rising.
Art. Cock Clock.
Friday, 25 March 2011
Art. 3 Hearts
Thursday, 24 March 2011
Art. Black n White Girl.
Wednesday, 23 March 2011
Art. Curved Girl.
Tuesday, 22 March 2011
Monday, 21 March 2011
Sunday, 20 March 2011
Saturday, 19 March 2011
Art. His and Hers Lines
Friday, 18 March 2011
Thursday, 17 March 2011
Wednesday, 16 March 2011
Art. Flowers.
A lady I work with had been asking if I had any new, colourful artwork to hang in her office. I said all my colourful stuff was probably too abstract and the subject matter a bit too rude for the walls. She keep asking for it, 'if it's abstract it won't look obviously rude, so bring it in, how rude can it be?'
Anyway, she deemed it all too obvious and all too rude for her office. on a plus side, she did like the colours.
Cock flower. Fanny flower.
Sunday, 13 March 2011
Public Service Announcement
For the next few weeks/posts are probably going to have nothing to do with riding anything. I still can't ride my bike anyway.
Royal Cock
Friday, 11 March 2011
Photos is easy
Free Worldwide travel, free stuff, hanging out with the great and the good of the BMX scene, seeing your work published and getting paid for it. Everything seems pretty easy with this job, what can be so hard about pressing a button? Everything is digital now so you don't even need to be technically gifted and worried whether or not that 'shot' will come out how you hoped. Luckily, Dig phographer, Ricky knows his stuff in every format and still loves developing film.
I guess what they don't tell you that alot of the time you're lying for a good while on the freezing floor and then you have to lug a huge heavy bag, full of expensive equipment hoping that you're not going to get mugged for it.
Rickyadamphoto.com
Thursday, 10 March 2011
I got Issues
Wednesday, 9 March 2011
BSD sweatshirt
Tuesday, 8 March 2011
Pancake Tuesday. Meat Is Murder.
Tonight I had my first attempt at making pancakes. I made some with a sachet mix and some from scratch. For someone who spends a fair amount of time masturbating aswell as masticating , sometimes, even at the same time I was very disappointed with my wrist action when it came to the flipping. Never mind, cos as I was doing that Gizzy was busy flipping a mouse he'd caught around the kitchen.
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