Horrid’s
Just got back from London, where the above clip was shot in front of the robot rider in the “World’s Best Bike Department” at the famous Harrod’s department store in Knightsbridge. The audio is kinda muted. Basically I’m saying that the robot on the suburbo-cruiser is the best thing about the “bike department” that otherwise contains two of the stupid ass “ferrari bikes” and a few acres of designer spandex (read: prada sport polyester t-shirt: $400).

The hotel I stayed at (paid by school (!)) was next to the other famous department store, Selfridges, which also had a very half-assed bike section, albeit with a few decent fixed gear jim-jams from Wilier. Not sure why giant fashion stores in London think bikes should be part of their offering, not to get too business-schooly on you guys, but fancy suits and cycles aren’t exactly part of the same core competence.




















so your saying my plan to wear prada jerseys with telecom logos w/ a pin striped sports coat to my interview at morgan stanley isnt a good idea? fuck. i bet that means my plan to roll up on, rather than in, a ferrari, wont impress the ladies in south miami, either. fuck! let me go suck on my ultra lite tacx bottle. fuck! cytomax makes it all better.
i know that stuff is kinda lame, but if it gets 1 high ranking lord of the groat on avon out on his pathracer, maybe thats a good thing for advocacy in england?