I'm just gonna rant today becuase i have nothing of cycling value to add, that, and i just looked at what was left of my 401K.
No accountability is what the bail-out amends to. Seriously, everyone from CEO all the way down to greedy mortgage broker and even the buyer should be held accountable. If you didn't make enough to pay for the mortgage in the first place, how did you think that some crafty mortgage plan was going to change that, for that, you are an idiot. For every step of my work I am held accountable, if I don't meet my obligations I am held accountable and these people need to be as well. They should never be allowed to work in the banking/mortgage industry again...hello Walmart, make them work for minimum wage.
I will never support any plan that just empties the general coffers, while bathing the top 5% of Americans in absurd wealth. Rewarding the wealthy for ruining the foundations of the economy, sounds great, for the wealthy. If I mess-up on my mortgage, I get no bailout, I loose my home; if the wealthy mess-up, they cry that is not their fault...BS
If the average taxpayer has to bail out dishonest Wall Street executives, they should pay us back when things are strong underfoot. Not a promise of future stability & jobs, actual pay back...results keep this country moving forward, promises are empty.
The avarice and greed of America's wealthy is single-handedly selling out this economy, our country, and their fellow citizens. Empty heros, selfish zeros. Wall Street must learn pride, respect, and faith, & remember who you have exploited to aquire your riches.
I won't even pursue this pearl of wisdom that has been added to the Bail-out "Decisions by the Secretary pursuant to the authority of this Act are non-reviewable and committed to agency discretion, and may not be reviewed by any court of law or any administrative agency." NO COURT OVERSIGHT....BS....In short, the so-called "mother of all bailouts," which will transfer $700 billion taxpayer dollars to purchase the distressed assets of several failed financial institutions, will be conducted in a manner unchallengeable by courts and ungovernable by the People's duly sworn representatives (The Huffingtonpost.com)...
Did you know that $700B could buy 2.3M houses at $300K per house? (I read this somewhere so it could be crap but it sounds good at the moment) At last count there were 310,000 houses in foreclosure in the US. Why not just buy them all? It would be a lot cheaper. Then buy all the new construction that's not selling. Still cheaper. Bulldoze half of them and the housing problem is solved.
The net result is we've bailed out people and builders, not Wall St
oh yeah...Bedford race this sunday....can't afford to make it up to VT..staying local..more time for sleeping in...NICE
oh and this is a nice visit http://www.buymyshitpile.com/
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Riding home the other day, I hit up the ballfields for a quick few laps to get some practice in, and before I knew it there was about 10 of us riding from goal post to goal post, running, carrying, it was a pretty impromptu. I realized that there are a few things i'm good at and a few that need improvement. After only 10 minutes of continous effort I know I have to work on running, dismounting, braking, pedaling, conditioning, you might say thats about everything, however there were a few positives....cursing, being slow, and going home to open a beer before the bike had even stopped rolling, i was really exceling in those areas of training. Amesbury....hmm....conditioning says no, but the stupid in me says yes. Maybe I'll take home the coveted and highly sought after DFL award. Which way to run Tufo Elite LPS's as a front tire, tread pattern backwards or forwards, i really don't have a clue...
ESC not riding excuse 124: The air was "chilly" so I didn't ride in
I give that one a 6 out of 10....
ESC not riding excuse 124: The air was "chilly" so I didn't ride in
I give that one a 6 out of 10....
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Last weekend I rode the squeeky pig (MTB) for a little bit and while most people go on ice cream rides, i went on a fried clam ride. Thats right, had to stop off at Yorks Best Roast Beef and Seafood on Rte 1. Their whole belly clams are perfect...however the ride home was pretty damn slow....which i then turned into an ice cream ride. hahaaha.
The Jamis has been renamed to "creamsicle." The Creamsicle made the ride to work today nice and smooth. THe ritchey wheels aren't too bad at soaking up the bumps. Pretty soon got to switch over to the mavics with the michelins jetts, just to help get around the plethora of slow roller bladers, joggers and other pathletes.
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Been going to Wells ave lately. So close to home, I can get in and out rather quickly and still be home in time for 99% of my day. Perfect set up and it's been going well (that just means I haven't been dropped out the back yet). Been having fun at it and meeting some good racers and some not so good racers but at least people are showing up and a core few are making it fun. I won't bore you with a typical race report which would read as standard cycling blog fare...chased a break, felt heavy legs, woke up and said why not only to say what was i thinking..blah blah blah......insert race name here, insert the names of friends (bunny, superlegs, jojo, etc), talk about the hill that killed you, the break you chased, getting spit out the back on the hill, etc....anyhow,
If the science thing doesn't work out...hmmmm
I bike by these every few weeks and two of the owners are pretty friendly so i thought I would throw them up here and add some color.......




If the science thing doesn't work out...hmmmm
I bike by these every few weeks and two of the owners are pretty friendly so i thought I would throw them up here and add some color.......
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
What’s better than after a day of painting the front porch, lifting some pre-fab Ikea furniture and enjoying some fine Latin cuisine….Wells Ave!!! I didn’t get my fill of people watching for the week so what better way than to attend the C-race. I haven’t been there once this year so I knew it would be all new faces. While getting ready, I noticed someone driving on the course well over the speed limit, zip into a parking spot and kit – up. Specialized Uber-carbon frame, some fancy carbon wheels and some tan lines to match. You are figuring B-race or A- racer, right? Not by a long shot, who lines for the c-race…that’s right, Mr. Carbon. That’s when I thought I was going to be in trouble. There were some fit looking individuals lined up and seems everybody has been spending their economic stimulus checks on some fancy gear.
The race rolls off, and the pace isn’t bad, the first few laps, everybody is just sitting in, a few people try and roll off but the head/cross wind pretty much hurt those out there alone. I’m just waiting for Mr. Carbon to sprint away, not a chance, there he is sitting third wheel most of the time. A few other riders to watch, Mr. Ibex likes to swerve around manhole covers and not gracefully, only was cut off twice in one lap. A few nervous line changes and the usual surge forward anytime we came near the start/finish line, apparently some loved ones were watching. Heart rate was probably pegged cause apparently my 35 minute commute doesn’t count as “structured training.” Pony boy rides off the front for about 2 laps, only to fall back in line, a few others try the same thing only to blow up and drift back into the group. I don’t even think we were really chasing or doing anything like that….come on, we are Cat 5’s, we are lucky not to have crashed at this point. If some people worked together I’m sure we would have seen them off and fight to reel them in later (maybe try that next time). With a few laps to go, I didn’t keep count, either lap 11 or 12 or 13, who knows, I ended up on front so why not give it go and see if someone comes with. I wouldn’t say I sprinted off, or lept off but rather accelerated “un-evenly” until I was far enough away where I could look back. Nobody followed and well the heart didn’t keep up with the legs and I knew I was doomed. One turn later someone else decides to come up for a chat but we both realized our suckitude and pulled the plug a lap later and eventually fell back into the end of the pack where I remained.. At least we had fun with it, not too mention it broke up the race a little. Final lap, the speed ramps up, the craziness ensues and sure enough bars tangle and 5 or so riders hit the deck. I didn’t really see it happen since I was rolling through that last turn spent and un-recovered from previous efforts. Overall it was a good morning and I wish I could do more so we will see. I have to believe that Mr. Carbon is just out there racking up a few races so he can upgrade. We’ll see what happens next time in a few weeks time. Probably try the same stunt but run it twice and see what happens. It was encouraging to see a large field and the BRC run a solid event. Also it’s funny to see everybody looking out the corner of their eye checking out each others ride and equipment to see who has the bigger wallet.
One more random useless thought...how does an apple from New Zealand cost 1.79 per pound when an apple from washington state costs the same (though they a different types, nothing exotic)?
The race rolls off, and the pace isn’t bad, the first few laps, everybody is just sitting in, a few people try and roll off but the head/cross wind pretty much hurt those out there alone. I’m just waiting for Mr. Carbon to sprint away, not a chance, there he is sitting third wheel most of the time. A few other riders to watch, Mr. Ibex likes to swerve around manhole covers and not gracefully, only was cut off twice in one lap. A few nervous line changes and the usual surge forward anytime we came near the start/finish line, apparently some loved ones were watching. Heart rate was probably pegged cause apparently my 35 minute commute doesn’t count as “structured training.” Pony boy rides off the front for about 2 laps, only to fall back in line, a few others try the same thing only to blow up and drift back into the group. I don’t even think we were really chasing or doing anything like that….come on, we are Cat 5’s, we are lucky not to have crashed at this point. If some people worked together I’m sure we would have seen them off and fight to reel them in later (maybe try that next time). With a few laps to go, I didn’t keep count, either lap 11 or 12 or 13, who knows, I ended up on front so why not give it go and see if someone comes with. I wouldn’t say I sprinted off, or lept off but rather accelerated “un-evenly” until I was far enough away where I could look back. Nobody followed and well the heart didn’t keep up with the legs and I knew I was doomed. One turn later someone else decides to come up for a chat but we both realized our suckitude and pulled the plug a lap later and eventually fell back into the end of the pack where I remained.. At least we had fun with it, not too mention it broke up the race a little. Final lap, the speed ramps up, the craziness ensues and sure enough bars tangle and 5 or so riders hit the deck. I didn’t really see it happen since I was rolling through that last turn spent and un-recovered from previous efforts. Overall it was a good morning and I wish I could do more so we will see. I have to believe that Mr. Carbon is just out there racking up a few races so he can upgrade. We’ll see what happens next time in a few weeks time. Probably try the same stunt but run it twice and see what happens. It was encouraging to see a large field and the BRC run a solid event. Also it’s funny to see everybody looking out the corner of their eye checking out each others ride and equipment to see who has the bigger wallet.
One more random useless thought...how does an apple from New Zealand cost 1.79 per pound when an apple from washington state costs the same (though they a different types, nothing exotic)?
Friday, June 27, 2008
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