Why Georgetown? We're not sure. Its some combination of feeling like last year's party was awesome and wanting to do something like that again. This year we have more space to have more fun and we are near all sorts of places that don't give a "F" if you yell real loud or shoot bottle rockets out of your cleavage.
Georgetown is where the crazy cut loose. (and where experimental jets get crazy)
Who: Anna, Justin and everyone we know What: a party at our house When: December 31 (7pm) to January 1 (???) Where: 6230 Carleton Ave S. 98108 Why: Parties are fun How: With bottle rockets!!!
Oh and Anna will drive us to Randy's for late night grub.
OK... Good news. We are going to reschedule BowlinGHawkS so as to not conflict with Erica's Birthday. Badnewsis I have another birthday that I commited to months ago and forgot about so I will be in the mountains skiing next weekend.
Right now I have "Santarchy" sleighted for the morning of the Sat. the 12th dovetailing nicely with BowlinGHawkS in the evening which will dovetail nicely in to Lucky 13 if we are strong and brave. This could be one of those classic BunnYHawK trainwrecks of fun meets prolonged boozing meets someone crashing in to something meets laughing and screaming.
I've been talking about this for some time now, but it must happen soon. A group ride up the trail, with a drinking stop at log boom, of course, to Kenmore Lanes for bowling. Afterward riding back to the city for a stop at a bar to be determined.
I know holiday times are upon us, so I could use some feedback. Is anyone interested? What day would be best? Can I carry a bowling ball in my bag? Does anyone even bowl anymore? Let me know. It might be a good ride to tide us over before the second annual Civil Rides Movement.
This Friday is the most important BunnYHawK holiday. I don't know how many times a year we get to celebrate (I leave the math to Burglar) but Friday is most deffinately one of them. I don't think we should take this lightly as this is also going to be the one year anniversary ride as Sunday the real aniversary is a shitty day to ride because... well... because Sunday is for sitting around in your underwear nursing a hangover. (or riding the Cedar River Trail, whichever comes first.)
I would suggest riding your bike there - because that is what I'm doing. Hooray!
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That's it. One more Halloween down in the unstoppable march towards eternity. We did well despite the fact that a month of unemployment left me with more beer gut than will to ride up hill. Its not easy to cruse around in any kind of costume. Fortunately we did have a genuine contender for "most dangerous" Adam's mask brought his totAL visibility down to two tiny specks set about an inch in front of his pupils. He got a tee shirt, we got candy and beer (and falafel).
The after party was wonderful. very well done indeed. A proper send off for some of my favorite people. Greg, Charlotte we gonna miss you guyz (of course you too Forest we all should have known you better)
That's it y'all. I've had it with this metropolitan, "oooh, we rode over I-99, spooky..."
We need to get back to our transcendentalist roots where we can bike through nature's splendor: salmon, dangerously wet leaves covering the bike path, refreshing malt beverages, bridges spanning lakes and rivers and, of course, bunnyhawks.
We'll do the aforementioned in 47 idyllic miles this Sunday at 10am. Meeting place: Interlaken Pl and 24th Ave E. Bring some water and a good attitude, this may be similar to 'Hilloween.'
So in case you are wondering what the he'll this is, it's the wake of destruction everpresent in the path of the Burglar. Yes vehicles have been destroyed. Yes women too. This time it was a lamp at the Orient Express.
This in no way slowed the bartenders resolve to provide us with alcohol. Amazing.
I'll admit I was resistant to the concept of becoming a real adult. Turns out its the coolest thing ever. Your friends turn in to super elegant hosts in fancy apartments that serve wine in real wine glasses and converse about topical subjects ranging from athletic performance to the emergent days of punk rock while seated around hand crafted tropical hardwood tables or lounging on custom upholstered built-in settees.
Its feels like you just got a promotion. Your heart swells with pride as you realize that perhaps, just perhaps you are now an established GD member of the GD establishment.
Why was I so mad at us for so long. We F-ing rule!!!
(We also still get smashed on Hurricane rum and fall down in the kitchen laughing hysterically at the words "Duck Hunt". In that way it sorts feels like we still live with our parents who are on vacation.)
I know we usually think of BunnYHawking as a group event for social interaction with other like minded individuals. But this was one badly needed solo mission. It was great to flex the new frame and gain some long shot perspective on an extended road trial / shakedown. The first leg: Georgetown to Kenmore- We have all done this at one point or another. Remember Log Boom Park? so uneventful, but so easy to kill the first fifth of the trip. I wasn't even warmed up by the time I hit "Kenmore Lanes". (Which reminds me, Blaise says "BowlinGHawkS needs to happen") Second Leg: Bothel, Everett, Marysville- This got hard. Not because it was hard yet physically, but honestly... I don't know exactly. Its bad urban suburbs to worse rural ones. Lots of traffic, lots of gated communities, lots of wannabe gated communities, to low end track homes with names like gated communities to just shit holes. I did stop for two hard shell tacos at TacoBell in Everett. And Brandon was with me in spirit. I could feel his presence as I passed some Boeing buildings. Once I was over the Stilguamish the ride started to resemble what I was envisioning. Third leg: Marysville to Mt Vernon- Some of us went to Mt.V for the twolips ride. The Skagit is so open. I did all three hours of it while listening to Ira Glass drone on and on about some stuff I couldn't concentrate on as some pain was starting to set in. I was expecting to do this section very fast. My perception of it was that it would be flat. Its not. It always goes a little bit up and then a little bit down. I also thought there would be no trees. The route I took went past some very old family farms and much of it was in the shade of ancient cottonwoods. The temperature was perfect and it was beautiful. I wasn't much past half way but it was hurting bad. (not good hurting like later). I felt much better as I passed the welcome to Mt. Vernon sign. I stopped at the coop and had a Thai Curry Wrap. I sat down for about 15min. and calculated the miles remaining.
Fourth leg: Mt. V. to Bellingham. I thought about bailing on the trip and calling in the sag wagon as I was riding up to Mt. V. Everything was hurting it a really strange way. But something about being in town on the beautiful day eating carbs wrapped in carbs and realizing that really all I had to do was ride to Golden Gardens and back renewed me. It wasn't like I steeled my resolve or gathered my determination, I just felt better and wanted to keep riding. Funny, I don't think I was warmed up properly until that moment. Stuff still kinda hurt but I didn't care. Things just got more and more beautiful and more and more profound as I traveled north. Then I hit the Chuckanut. I got nervous as the road started to rise above the bay. I thought "Now you are going to suffer in these hills." but I didn't. I just stretched out on the bike dumped all my gears and twiddled up the steeps and absolutely bombed the drops. I was so elated to look out on to the sea that there was barely time to feel any sensation but well being. The ups and downs were perfect with the sea air. I was in the longdance. I was seeing god. I cried openly. I was dimly aware that my feet and asscrotch were dead numb and that probably wasn't good. So I stopped. I unvelcroed my shoes and ate some goo on a non-turn-out-shoulder on the last hill before the decent in to Fairhaven. I didn't know this was the last hill. The goo was like new blood. I climbed the last hill and dropped like a stone to the cool floor of the ocean. Fairview was a blink. And then Bellingham. I went the wrong way on State St. Got energized on Holly at exploded up to Broadway. While checking the address for Greer and Ariah's place I had a weird conversation about Her Majesty the Gravedigger with a semi-homeless guy who asked "how many gears you got there?". He said he wanted a fixie. I told him I had to go.
I saw the Volvo and turned in sharply. Before I knew it I was getting a hug in a driveway. It felt very strange to be finished.
...if so, then come to the biggest clothes swap of the year!!
Where: My House 807 22nd Ave, Seattle, WA
When: Saturday, September 19th (6pm-on)
What to bring: Just clothes. No cash.
So, hop on your bikes (or in your cars if you have A LOT of clothes) and come on over for some sweet new duds, as well as drink and BBQ! We'll be sparking the grill at 6pm and should be swapping till the night closes in...
Again better late than never. We hired a photographer (It was more like Ashley was pressed in to service) naturally things take a bit longer when you are working with a professional. I think it was worth it. Anyway enjoy the slide show.
I saw this originally on Ryan's blog, and it's a RAD video. Danny MacAskill shows us that even when it's damp with grey skies you can have fun on your commute. I'll need to keep that in mind once this last gasp of summer dissipates.
As usual with these things, the music kind of sucks. (what is with that?!?) As usual, I recommend another song. So start the Danny MacAskill video below, pause it and put it on mute. In another window, start this song for some more appropriate background music. Enjoy. Repeat. Rinse.
Brandon mentioned that we need to get off our asses and organize. I agree. A ride for riding's sake. No extra agenda, No commitments to keep*. Just some bikes some riders a route and some beer. Fv(k Yeah!!!
So... Lucky thirteen is next Sunday. I don't want a hangover Monday. We will ride from twelve noon on Saturday to 12:o1am Sunday. The route will be from CH to South end locations and back. I'm thinking a bunch of bars we haven't been to or should frequent more but don't. Think, Angies in Columbia City, Something on Beacon Hill (does anyone know a bar there), Marco Polo in GT, The Hudson on First, China Gate in the ID, Redwood, Twilight, Etc...
It's gonna feel so good. Like a reunion tour of your favorite band, except you are the band.
So most of you who read regularly know about my custom bike. It was build by Chris Boedeker a friend of mine from Recycled Cycles. I was hesitant to post it until I was sure I had put 300 miles on it and therefore had a completely informed opinion. I love it. Its not a machine for the timid or fast paced. I thought it was going to be like a tank, big heavy, bombproof... turns out its more like a Cadillac, Big, heavy, bombproof and well lets just say its smooth as hell. It descends like a ballistic missile and takes the corners like its on rails.
Best of all, it was built by a friend out of American steel and is kitted out with 90% used components (rims, spokes, tires, bar wrap, cables and housing are new.) Cruelty free, free range, organic, local bike.
My buddy Rafal in Omaha (pronounced Home-Aha) told me about this annual race, the Dirty Kanza 200. It sounds awesome. 200 miles through rolling hills of gravel in Kansas. Over 80% of the participants did not finish last year. WHICH IS AWESOME.
I'm kind of intrigued.
There's a video of 2009's event, but the choice of music is suspect. So you'll want a different soundtrack; I recommend "Roundabout" by Yes. Cue it up by opening this linkin a new window and wait for the bass at 0:45.
Then start the Vimeo video -- OBVIOUSLY on mute so you can listen to "Roundabout".
This is my first girlfiend, her son and some wrestler that I have never seen before.. or her husband. I don't know but There is something inadvertently voyeuristic about this whole social networking thing.
I'm ill equipped for the new... thing...that's happening.
This sort of photo that lands in to your lap that has just left me asking too many strangely uncomfortable questions.
All in all I'm very, very happy with this wall from an Artist Endeavor. What went beyond my expectations was the overwhelming response from everyone that has seen it, been there while we were painting, the press and everything else. Many of the neighborhood locals stopped by almost daily to chat with Pixel.Tron and I as we were working. We got a good amount of press on top of it as well like Daily Candy, Notcot.org and a handful of other supporting BLOGs like Gomeansgo.org.
Come Party with us and join in on the Release of this wall. It will be a good time for sure - I can promise that with a HUGE Squid & Whale battling it out as our backdrop.
You better believe I'm going to ride my bike to this... I think you should too.
-WHAT: “Squid VS Whale” by Pixel.Tron & Karl Addison OPENING PARTY: Saturday, August 29th 6 to 10 PM. -WHERE: The Twilight Exit, 2514 East Cherry, Seattle, WA 98122 - 206.324.7462 -MORE: PBR Drink Specials (PBR Goes To Support The Efforts Of The Mural)
Squid VS. Whale is a mural of epic proportions. The mural depicts a battle between a whale and a giant squid just below the surface of the sea. The story is being illustrated on a mural in Seattle's Central District. Artist Pixel.Tron & Karl Addison have been working for weeks to perfect the painting and it's very last detail. The 60 foot wall pulls you into their imagination; it is a must see mural in person.
The mural is being produced by two local artists from Seattle, Mr. Pixel.Tron & Karl Addison. The Central District community has many great murals and their new addition has been openly welcomed by neighbors, business owners, and many of the local residents. The concept came for a need to be challenged artistically by both artist and for a composition that could be enjoyed by all in the local neighborhood. 50 plus cans, over 9 gallons of paint & 60 hours of painting - the concept and mural is a reality for all to enjoy.
The Triathacat is a triathlon inspired alley cat race based on both points and time. Racers will be given a manifest at the start of the race which will include a randpomly ordered list of check points in which you must go to in the order of your choice. At each check point racers must complete a swimming OR running activity in order to receive points. Either the swimming activity or running activity will be worth more points than the other and will vary at each check point. You will be awarded points under the discretion of those manning the check points. First place goes to the most points, followed by best time, and alternate from there on..
EVERYONE is encouraged to race, it will be FUN and you will have the option of making it challenging or easy, however expect to run and/or swim. Spandex or swim attire strongly encouraged. Your number will be written on you with grease paint. Your manifest will be on your spoke card. Bag and lock not required or recommended, we will have someone to watch your belongings while you race. Beer and jubilation at the finish.
Sponsors include: Anchor Tattoo Fire Horse Forge Chrome 2020 Cycles Partybots Der Hammer Cupcake Royale
Possibly more to come..
If anyone is unable/uninterested in racing but wants to be involved please contact me, I need help manning check points. firstname.lastname@example.org - 425.361.3841
It's time for Barathon and this year the teams got new colors: red, white and (motherf*@king) blue*. That's right, we're celebrating 'Merica. So call Joe Six Pack, get your uncle out of rehab, fly your cousin in from Mississippi and (re)learn those words to the Star Spangled Banner because this time we're not humming it bitch.
A route map will be sent out shortly, detailing the rest of our glorious route. As before, we'll stay at each bar for 45 minutes: showing our athletic prowess for drinking, fraternizing with the bar patrons, and encouraging others to throw on a 'stache and join us. With five minutes to go Coach Stace or a Senior Captain will give a whistle blow signaling the five minute "down your drink and start stretching" warning.
We'll be giving Drunk of the Hour awards throughout the night, culminating in the Grandest Prize of All: 'Drunkest Person in America.' Aspire to win this, team because the winner gets a free Bald Eagle tattoo** Barathon makes no guarantees. But we will guarantee you this: IT WILL BE THE GREATEST NIGHT OF YOUR LIFE.***
* Note to Canadians and other foreigners: Maple Leaves and other homeland patronage is permitted for those of you who hate freedom. ** Bald Eagle tattoo must be purchased indivdually and will not be paid for by Barathon. *** May not necessarily be true, but it will be in the top 5.
Its that time. I thought we could all go to BuNNyHAwK Nancy's art opening. Click the image to enlarge. (Duh)
The event is from 6-10 Lets meet at 5:00 at Anarchist Point in GT, ride to the Town Hall meeting on Mercer Island, present a report on the trail conditions of Pioneer Park and then ride to the Gallery. (This is what I will be doing anyway)
We could also just meet at the gallery at 8:30 and ride to Redwood or Marco Polo for post art drinks.
There is a new trend kids - running and swimming with bikes. Ok, it is not new at all but I know damn well some of you crazy BUNnyHAwk kids have been doing this bunny style. So, long story short - I would expect you to join me in this Alleycat that is happening on the 23rd of this month.