The Gentleman Roadie of Portland sent this snap of his calf with some sort of question about whether his sock were too high or too low. I think is was just an excuse for him to take pictures of himself and send them to us in the hopes of impressing Fiona and the rest of the Boulder Power Puff Triathletes. Pathetic really…

Here we see the result of a PowerAid drink being hurled from a passing car into a group of cyclists. Listener Carl wonders, “why did it happen?” and, “why do I see little birdies flying around my head?” Glad you are ok.

Double Trouble was the rhythm section for influential bluesman Stevie Ray Vaughan. It also applies to this monstrosity that Cream Cycle recently spotted in Central Park, NY. Stay away, far away!

The SoCalCannibal found this um… er… bicycle somewhere in Cali. Tribars + Softride + Starbucks = Frankenbike.

Ahh, Fun Run Robbie is a clever lad. He teaches, he commutes, he set personal TT records on the Sunday club run with the Harrietdale Terriers, or is it Teviotdale Harriers, or Westhamptionshirewood Glenfidichians? Anyway, they apparently allowed him to enter and leave Canada.

This one has made the rounds before, but it’s worth another look. Alva sends this and wonders if we are on extended holiday. No Alva, we are just packing our bib shorts for winter. Storing nuts if you will…

And finally, this photo from a NE CX racer who usually does the Masters A’s but showed up late, did the 3’s, found himself on the 2nd step, raised the proper arm, but wonders if he should’ve stayed kitted up for the photo. What I want to know is why is there a cross race in a cemetery and did you use tombstones for barriers?