Category Archives: randomness
June has been a crazy month for me. After months of searching, I finally came across an office space that was too good to pass up. The price was right, the location was right and it met my current needs with room for growth.
Since starting PiNP back in 2005/2006, I have always operated from home. In the almost ten years this website has been in operation, it’s seen a lot of growth, which has taken its toll on me in more ways than one. If you work from home, you’re well aware of what I mean. Having a separation from work and home is important.
For those of you who have visited me in my Austin home, you probably remember what a clusterfuck my office was. Boxes, tires, bikes, jerseys, caps, bottles, thrown everywhere, awaiting organization, or use. It was a stressful environment and I felt like I never got anything done.
I needed somewhere soothing to work from, that I could commute to and enjoy spending time post-processing photos, or having meetings, or just working on the day to day operations but one of the things I’m most stoked about with these new digs is having a place to display products that I’ve bought or accumulated over the years.
Finding furniture was a bit of a hurdle, but I got some great deals on some truly unique pieces.
With the Radavist HQ, I hope to create a space that represents my intent with the site. It’s getter there, but I’m liking how it’s all coming together. The next time you’re in Austin, hopefully I’m around and hopefully I’ll be able to open my doors, pour you a glass of bourbon and maybe even go for a ride…
Check out the progress in the Gallery.
This is pretty clever. Alex X-Rays himself while wearing various cycling products. His list is extensive, but I like this image of him on a Pinarello the best. If you’re wondering how it’s done, then check out this behind the scenes photo.
From Eddie Merckxy, down to Fausto ROBOCOPpi, John Maniquis’ mash-up of cycling and pop culture figures is so amazing. I wish I could be at his opening tomorrow night, as I’m sure all of you do.
548 Union Street
San Francisco, CA
June 6th, 2014 at 6pm
For those of us who won’t be able to make it to SF, John was kind enough to send over the pieces… See the full show list from Hybrids: Illustrations by John Maniquis below!
We live in a world where big brother is out to get you. The government wants to strap a helmet on your head, make you register your bike and throw you in prison anytime you disobey. Right? Wrong… The world, as a cyclist, isn’t that bad. Sure, there are hiccups once and while and maybe yes, the average US driver doesn’t like you, the cyclist, taking up their road but come on, we really have it pretty good overall.
Everyone got so pissy when Strava began “selling” your data that no one stopped to think about how important that data can be to improving your city’s cycling infrastructure. Yes, just think, maybe there’s a way to further separate you from those fat, lazy, stinky, smelly motorists that want all the road for themselves…
There is! But cities need essential data. Data that would cost the local government thousands of research funds. Or, they could just buy it from Strava. Seriously, they can have all my PRs, KOMs (oh wait) and routes, just improve my city too!
Wired Magazine wrote an exceptional piece on this very subject. I suggest you head over and read it.
There’s something odd about these videos, yet I always watch them. I think by now, the world has seen that you can do any amount of freestyle on an inappropriate bike, but what happens when riders start trying to one-up each other? Isn’t that how subsets of sports are born?
It just so happens that these videos have insane budgets, so at least they’re compelling to watch…
This seems like ages ago. Handsome Cycles and One on One threw the Cutter’s Ball and Shopbike Shootout during frostbike.
I love a good camp mug, especially one with a message. Pick up this Travel Slow mug at Cadence.
Hey… this looks familiar!
Here’s the latest from reflective clothing company, ICNY.
Stage 07 was my unofficial “rest day”. After eight days on the road, I was ready for a chill afternoon, lounging by the pool, with a bourbon in one hand and my ‘gram in the other.
Like all time spent on the road, nothing ever goes as planned. I shot the start of the race because, why the hell not? Then I bumped into some friends and watched the start. Before I knew it, the time was 1pm and I had still yet to find a pool…
Then, we got an urgent call, summoning us to the team hotel, an hour away, to interview a very important person… More on that later, but for now, enjoy some good old fashioned race randomness and race refuse observations.