You’ll have to deal with some “Punch it Chewy!” shouts but that’s a small price to pay for riding with a Wookie. Black T-shirt is selling these Chewbika tees for about $24 plus shipping.

I love the Twin Cities Pride Festival. It is the one time of the year when the entire GLBT community comes together to celebrate who we are. Every year it features entertainment stages, hundreds of exhibitors and vendors, food courts and one fabulous parade. I spent this year’s festival with some of my favorite people. We drank, danced, biked, laughed, screamed, celebrated and danced some more. Saturday night featured music in Loring Park, with performances by Expose, Tori Fixx, and Kat DeLuna. (Don’t worry, I didn’t recognize all of the names either!) You can watch the performers from inside the beer tent ($15 admission), or from any of the gardens’ surrounding areas (Free). At one point we were playing on the playground, which proved to be way more fun than fighting our way through the massive sea of people. There were so many people. This year an estimated 467,000 people came out to celebrate! Amazing! The end of the evening is announced with a small fireworks display. I had already left the park at this point, so I heard them, but didn’t see them.

The parade always seems to result in the burning of some section of my skin. Apparently 11 am is way too early to be thinking about sunscreen. I’m sure my bloody mary with breakfast had nothing to do with it! So I have a lovely tank top burn line to remind me of the fun I’ve had. The dykes on bikes have led the parade for as long as I’ve been attending. They are on motorcycles, and oh so sexy. Following them is a mix of churches, bars, businesses, organizations and another one of my favorites, the roller girls. The parade runs down Hennepin Avenue, and ends at Loring Park, where you can listen to more music, eat a variety of food, and check out some exhibits. The Saloon Bar has a block party on Sunday. It runs from 2pm-3am. Tiffany and Jody Watley were two of the performers this year. I also heard but did not see them as we made our way to the Gay 90’s for some end of pride dancing.

So if you’ve never been to the Pride festival, I highly recommend it. It’s a great time for everyone. Hope to see you next year!

emily

Hipster vs. Roadie. It’s all about Performance.

I love the Twin Cities Pride Festival. It is the one time of the year when the entire GLBT community comes together to celebrate who we are. Every year it features entertainment stages, hundreds of exhibitors and vendors, food courts and one fabulous parade. I spent this year’s festival with some of my favorite people. We drank, danced, biked, laughed, screamed, celebrated and danced some more. Saturday night featured music in Loring Park, with performances by Expose, Tori Fixx, and Kat DeLuna. (Don’t worry, I didn’t recognize all of the names either!) You can watch the performers from inside the beer tent ($15 admission), or from any of the gardens’ surrounding areas (Free). At one point we were playing on the playground, which proved to be way more fun than fighting our way through the massive sea of people. There were so many people. This year an estimated 467,000 people came out to celebrate! Amazing! The end of the evening is announced with a small fireworks display. I had already left the park at this point, so I heard them, but didn’t see them.

The parade always seems to result in the burning of some section of my skin. Apparently 11 am is way too early to be thinking about sunscreen. I’m sure my bloody mary with breakfast had nothing to do with it! So I have a lovely tank top burn line to remind me of the fun I’ve had. The dykes on bikes have led the parade for as long as I’ve been attending. They are on motorcycles, and oh so sexy. Following them is a mix of churches, bars, businesses, organizations and another one of my favorites, the roller girls. The parade runs down Hennepin Avenue, and ends at Loring Park, where you can listen to more music, eat a variety of food, and check out some exhibits. The Saloon Bar has a block party on Sunday. It runs from 2pm-3am. Tiffany and Jody Watley were two of the performers this year. I also heard but did not see them as we made our way to the Gay 90’s for some end of pride dancing.

So if you’ve never been to the Pride festival, I highly recommend it. It’s a great time for everyone. Hope to see you next year!

emily

Some days biking and dealing with bikes are more interesting than others. Yesterday was one such day.  Riding to work through Loring Park I spotted a woman riding a brighter bike than mine, which is an accomplishment (good or bad, you decide).  She was riding a watermellon bike mostly flourescent green with pink wheels and other parts.  I thought it looked great and would’ve loved to seen it closer but chasing down woman has never been a good way to start off with someone.  Hopefully I will see her again.  It would be hard to miss her.

Then, at work we found a YouTube video a couple of years old of Jameson at the old store.  It is short but great because he says how great it is to work at a shop in a very eloquent way.  It is always good to realize how good you have it.

At the bike shop we had a problem I have never seen before.  A fellow worker who will remain anonymous (his name starts with a K) managed to get a ratchetting wrench stuck in between the frame and the kickstand that he just installed.  As the bolt was tightened the wrench moved down and was pinched between the frame and bolt.  This was a new bike so we had to be careful to remove it.  Luckily the owner was very kind and went to have dinner while we dealt.  After a couple of failed tries and destroying the tool we cut a slot in the end of the bolt and loosened it with a screwdriver.  An hour to put on a kickstand is embarrasing but it was a good learning experience.  Never use a ratchetting wrench (Pedros in particular) to install kickstands.

After work I was coming home on the Midtown Greenway thinking too hard when I was passed by another biker.  He slowed down in front of me which seemed odd.  He had a mini boom box strapped on his bag and gave me a minute or two of our own personal sound track and then took off again into the night.  I enjoyed it whole heartedly and love the fact he was buzzing around just to give a little bit of pleasure to strangers.

Kingston

Some days biking and dealing with bikes are more interesting than others. Yesterday was one such day.  Riding to work through Loring Park I spotted a woman riding a brighter bike than mine, which is an accomplishment (good or bad, you decide).  She was riding a watermellon bike mostly flourescent green with pink wheels and other parts.  I thought it looked great and would’ve loved to seen it closer but chasing down woman has never been a good way to start off with someone.  Hopefully I will see her again.  It would be hard to miss her.

Then, at work we found a YouTube video a couple of years old of Jameson at the old store.  It is short but great because he says how great it is to work at a shop in a very eloquent way.  It is always good to realize how good you have it.

At the bike shop we had a problem I have never seen before.  A fellow worker who will remain anonymous (his name starts with a K) managed to get a ratchetting wrench stuck in between the frame and the kickstand that he just installed.  As the bolt was tightened the wrench moved down and was pinched between the frame and bolt.  This was a new bike so we had to be careful to remove it.  Luckily the owner was very kind and went to have dinner while we dealt.  After a couple of failed tries and destroying the tool we cut a slot in the end of the bolt and loosened it with a screwdriver.  An hour to put on a kickstand is embarrasing but it was a good learning experience.  Never use a ratchetting wrench (Pedros in particular) to install kickstands.

After work I was coming home on the Midtown Greenway thinking too hard when I was passed by another biker.  He slowed down in front of me which seemed odd.  He had a mini boom box strapped on his bag and gave me a minute or two of our own personal sound track and then took off again into the night.  I enjoyed it whole heartedly and love the fact he was buzzing around just to give a little bit of pleasure to strangers.

Kingston

Whether you think that Critical Mass is a bunch of smelly whiners or important, passionate advocates, you have to be thankful that the streets are safe enough for them to ride. A group of cyclists in Tijuana have teamed up for a Critical-Mass-style outing every week, and they’re doing it to try to make the streets safer for everyone. Over 800 people died on the streets of Tijuana amid drug violence, so these guys meet every Wednesday for a night ride to show just how safe the streets can be. They say there’s not much of a bike culture in Tijuana, and they hope that their 14-mile rides can open some minds. It’s interesting to note that they go out of their way to follow every traffic law, which is insane since cars usually don’t bother abiding laws in Tijuana.

I have The Bike app for my iPhone and it’s an ungodly piece of crap. It’s supposed to use the phone’s built-in GPS to operate like a conventional bike computer, but instead it turns your ride into a test of your patience in the face of futility. There are some other iPhone apps like X-GPS that work with bikes for plotting routes and tracking speeds. This guy made a simple hack to keep the rain off his iPhone while pedaling around town. Don’t also rely on it to prevent phone theft when you lock your bike outside Dunn Bros.