I have always had an affinity for all things counter-culture and rebellious.
I would watch James Dean in “Rebel Without a Cause” with awe. The way he could put on his red jacket and scare the “squares” with his lawlessness has always been intriguing to me.
I bought an old and loud car, tried to race around, but instead of scaring elderly women I was waved to and given the thumbs up by people on the street.
I like motorcycles, too. I liked to read and watch shows about gangs like the Hell’s Angels, seeing parents hide their kids’ eyes from the outlaws in odd clothes as they turn the towns upside down speeding through the streets on their evil machines. I even bought a motorcycle, a real loud Harley-Davidson with a crazy paint job and load exhaust.
Once again I failed in my rebellious ways. I was waved to even more, no matter how loud my bike was. I couldn’t even get any attention from the law. I never received a single traffic ticket for loud pipes or otherwise on that motorcycle. It’s locked up in my shed.
I thought my dreams of being a real, scary rebel were over until I really crossed the line: I started riding a bicycle.
Some bizarre comparison between Colnago bicycles and Angelina Jolie.
Oversized hula hoop dance performances and handlebar tape.
Michael Green (of the Bike Blog) got quoted in an article about bike security. Michael’s bike was stolen when he let a total stranger try the bike out.
Chicago requires city car registration for residents. Car owners purchase a windshield sticker to prove registration. The 2008/2009 design features a “Share the Road” message. Cool, huh?
Have a wonderful weekend, all!