Yup, it's been a turn since I done threw down some words of wizdom. Well, I have been busy. Things to do and all.
So, here is a long story short if the last few weeks.
Let's start it off with a Bondi sunset.
Thats the real deal, no photo shop, just my trusty old point and shoot.
Next on tap is a door next to where my first pick is every morning.
For those of you not in the know, there is a cat in The Minnesota named Dave Gray, aka Grayboy. He is one of my heros, I wish I could be like him. I mean, I know you're not supposed to want to be someone else, be yourself and all, but Dave is pretty cool. (No Pun intended.)
I got a kick out of this street sweeper parked out in front of a coffee shop.
Well, actually I got a kick out of the fact that he neglected to "sweep" the broken glass in his hurry to get his cupa.
At one point in the last few weeks, I went for a walk by Bondi Beach and took note of a number of rigs locked up by the sand. Keep in mind that all of these bike were ridden by adults. It is very casual in Australia, more so in Sydney, even more so in Bondi.
Check out the the lock. Aint no 6 yr old sportin that lock.
This one in particular caught my eye.
Im sure you bike oriented types noticed the Brooks saddle.
Then there the Hayes hydraulic disc brakes.
And the Shimano Alfine hub.
Im thinking, "It's got to belong to a someone who works in a shop."
Thats just how casual they are here. Very laid back. I actually ran into the bikes owner a couple of days later and was like, "you work in a bike shop don't you." He answered that he used to, but, couldn't figure out how I knew. I told him I could tell because of the "Big Apple", "Fat Frank" tyre combo. He accepted that. Like I said, laid back.
I now bring you some more fucked-up-ness of the last few weeks. Check out the stylin wheel carrier this guy has.
The entire rest of the SUV was empty. I don't know why he couldn't just put the put the wheels in the back, and saved the life of an innocent red electric tape tree.
Oh, then there is my new WedNite activity, pool comp.
If you will notice the Zena still on the board. Thats me. Here in Sydney I am known as "Zena the Princess Courier", do to Smokin' Joes laziness to pronounce a T, and the apparent hilarity the rest of the messenger blokes find in the title.
Here in Australia you can choose your "lifestyle". Or at least our lifestyle drink.
Im thinking 2 Liptons and a Coke for me!!!
Check out that bird! Is that a Bald Eagle?
Hell NO! That's a "Flying Fox"!!
Here is something that I saw in an office building bathroom the other day. I cant make heads or tails of what the sign is actually saying, but I'm not too thick to know that some goomba is poopin all over and the rest of the crew is pissed.
And what the hell is a white iron pushing cart?
Here are some of the Sydney messengers relaxing during a mid-day lull.
While learning my lesson of the day, the fact that there are 2 Queen Streets within a kilometer of one another, I ran into this. How would you like to wake up Monday morning and find that your rear end has been nicked!?
The up side of this scene was that right down the block the was some of the best art I have seen in a bit.
I dont know why this image makes me think of Minneapolis, but it does. Could be that I have been in communication with GeneO, and BraurPower, via the world wide web thingy. I just realized that at one point in my life I took ALOT of shots of Brauer, and, that in this point in my life, this is what I am missing by living in Sydney.
Oh, and that one time at White Castle.
GeneO and BP are not the only ones I have received correspondence from lately. Hannah and Braaaper Dan have sent some kind words, Reed has been keeping me up to date, and I have also shared some interweb interaction with the lovely and adorable Mineapolitan turned ass kickin Texan, Lori B. I miss you all in turn, some more than others. Hey, some of you smell better than the rest! Rubber Side Down!!!!
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