Rants on Cycling and on Life


Is this the Real GWADZILLA BLOG?

or is this just some sort of April Fools Joke!

well... worth a look....
much better headlines than "Man Bites Dog!"
which entertained me for years!
you will most definitely want to use this on one of your friends!

not good advertising for a race scheduled for tomorrow!
(of course it is live... so what you see on this day may be different from when I posted it)


Dirt Rag....

A few years ago I had the chance opportunity to renew my DIRT RAG MAGAZINE membership at the cyclocross nationals in Baltimore Maryland.... when I handed over my check... Maurice, the founder of Dirt Rag and a fellow Clydesdale, handed me a set of cyclocross tires

well.... Dirt Rag is doing it again
get this.... those who buy a membership at Ray's Indoor Mountainbike Park get a free subscription to DIRT RAG!

always a spend thrift always a healthy consumer
always ready for an impulse purchase

not sure if my inspiration came from my son's want of a skateboard

maybe my inspiration came from meeting up with some of the folks who are building a new public skatepark in NE DC

either way
I bought myself... I mean... I bought Dean an INDO BOARD
not sure if I have a corner in the basement or room in the garage as....

my XC Skies and Snowboards are collecting dust in one corner
my guitars that I do not know how to play are stacked up in another corner

my father has asked me to pick up my white water kayak that I never really learned to use

then of course I have my old skateboards, my records, my electric trains, my slot cars and someone please say eBAY!

when I do finally give into Dean and buy him a skateboard... I am going to get him a real skateboard....
there is a company that is well recommended for kids skateboards, Termite Skates
just like bicycles... there are bikes and their are things that look like bikes
at Walmart you may see a 20 dollar thing that looks like a skateboard... somehow I am not sure if that will do the job
call me a gear snob... cause that is what I am!



MUSIC LINKS: here are some great
LINKS off my friend Steve's site


The Current Plan is to RACE in PA this weekend
but there are other factors...
there are of course family obligations and a friend's one year old's birthday party
there is the long drive...
there is my lack of conditioning
there is my lack of preparation
and on the positive note
they added a Clydesdale Class...
which has me psyched...
but this forcast is bumming me out!

this WEB CAM shot is good enough to discourage Snowboarders and Mountainbikers!
(of course... it is live.... so the archive version will give a different image)

right now i am enjoying some classic DAGNASTY from their downloads section
here it is friday afternoon.... the updated forcast in the area of this race is calling for HEAVY RAIN.... looks like I may be working or going to a one year old's birthday party

Punk Rock was always about "the kids!"
now Punk Rock is really about the kids
Pancake Mountain
check it out.... you may get a kick out of some of the faces you see rocking out with the kids!

all this 20 year reunion crap is dragging me up and down memory lane
some memories more choice than others
some memories that are best forgotten

music most definitely has some strong positive memories
music was something that was very important to me in my misspent youth

here are a few sites that steve shared with me


and this which seems to be a tad more up to date
at this point in my life waking up with my ears ringing and smelling like smoke do not rank up in my priorities... prefer to lay low and have my drinks at home

two things....

1. Normally when I take this test.... I am SOA... today I am Minor Threat... does that mean I am EVOLVING?

You are MINOR THREAT! You are intelligent,
energetic and DIY embodied. You don't take any
crap from anybody, but are willing to accept
anyone in the underground. You love to exchange
new ideas and are well respected in the scene.
People like you because you started it all, you
are passionate and you are great at what you

brought to you by Quizilla

2. Last Night I got a Drink with two friends from high school, this is the year of our 20th high school reunion... no I am not old... I am Doggie Howser!
during this get together at Columbia Heights still sort of new, sorta new, and sort of cool dive, The Wonderland Ballroom... we did a little catching up... Bill and Steve are into music... Steve credits the path of his passion for music to one tape.... a mix tape that I made for him of DC Hardcore 7 Inches
it is pretty cool to hear that I was able to have such a positive effect on someone... just by sharing something with him that I thought was worth sharing

my head hurts
did not get my beauty sleep.... again!


The Circus is in Town! this weekend past I took my son Dean and my brother's eldest son Eric to the circus

I feel about the circus the same way I feel about the zoo.... I am torn
my question about the ethical nature of the circus is greater than my questioning of the zoo
then once viewing the circus and its various "acts" my questioning becomes more percise.... per animal... per display

at this point I have no boycott of either the zoo or the circus
as a matter of fact I am a regular at the zoo and I am an anual attender (is that a word?... attender... not attendant?) of the circus... more specifically The Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey Circus

the circus is a wonderful part of child's youth
the animals... the clowns... the MAGIC or it all
it is really quite spectacular... all the lights... all the sounds....
all the overly priced junk at the consession stands!
the circus has always had a bit of the medicine show swindler side of things... some things never change
six dollar popcorn
nine dollar cotton candy... was that 9 dollar cotton candy!?!??!
sure it comes with a mask or a hat... I don't want the mask or the hat.... I want cotton candy
I want sticky fingers and a quick sugar buzz!
whipped sugar with colored dye.... give it to me... and give it to me cheap! for 9 bucks I could rent that dam machine and make my own cotton candy!
the list of over priced food continues on into a long list of overpriced spinners, lights, stuffed animals, and other assorted junk that would most certainly break before getting home
needless to say I wanted it all... but as the adult with the wallet.... I needed to lead by example
let the standard be set.... no junk will be purchased at the concession stands!

Dean and Eric were out of control!
their level of energy had very little to do with the circus
they feed off each other
they both regress into a little balls of energy that are just bouncing off each other and bouncing off the walls
it can be a frustrating experience...
it is vital to keep them in control.... so on this trip I am not there on level playing ground
I am not there as their buddy... I am there as a chaparone.... I am there as a cop


for me.... as much as I want to hang and be one of the guys... it is a party of two... I am just coming along for the ride... I am just the person with the tickets... I am just the person with the money to buy the popcorn

it was unclear to me what the boys were watching, what entertained or intrigued the children, they were bouncing in the seat, grabbing at each other, shoveling mouthfuls of popcorn down their throats, wrestling in the seats, still bouncing in their seats,
at intermission we did a long lap around the MCI Center
this lap included more running, more wrestling, more spinning, more falling, more bumping and bouncing into people and each other
this lap also included many passes past the very attractive concession stands... those spinning lights drew the boys in like a moth to a flame... I had to swat them away before the "you break it... you buy it" policy went into effect
not sure who... but someone was sure to buy the snowcone that has been touched by a thousand little hands!

after intermission we stayed close to the end
but evacuated before the close of the show....
this was done in the classic Bob Gwadz Style, Bob is my dad.....
in hindsight.... maybe we should have stayed till the end
my father spent way too much time trying to beat traffic... trying to make good time.... trying to beat the crowd
in this situation there was no complaint... the boys did not seem too concerned about the Chinese Contortionist act
I do not want this evacuation to be the norm... I remember as a child seeing the Washington DC Fourth of July Fireworks display from the back window as we drove back to Bethesda from downtown...

we had seen the Lions which was quite spectacular (and perhaps the most questionable of the animal displays in the circus)
we had seen what I thought was the highlight of the show... the women instructing the white horses to move about in a dance-like fashion around her
we had seen what I thought was enough
they were bouncing in their seat more than ever
so we left

the metro ride home was uneventful
Eric seemed to be playing up to me in an effort to make Dean jealous
Dean seemed to be falling right into Eric's trap.... as well was I... it was pretty far into our discussion of the Metro Map that I realize Dean was completely left out
it is tough wanting to be a good uncle and wanting to be a good dad....
just as I can not pet both my dogs simultaneously....
I can not give my full attention to two children at the same time
to pet both dogs at the same time only gives a one handed pat.... which just is not the same thing
in this case... I felt that a two handed full attention discussion of the map was worth the risk

once out of the Metro we marched on the sidewalk from Columbia Heights to Mount Pleasant
when on the street with the kids I am not much fun
can be a bit of a drill sergant
as we walked along 16th Street I never took my eyes off the two boys
always anticipating any sudden acceleration or sudden movements
forbidding them to make contact with each other..... for fear that someone may trip or fall into the street

as it is a long walk from the Metro to my house
we took a break to recharge at the new toddler park over by Sacred Heart Church
the boys ran around exploring this park that they had never played in before
I watched the boys as I pumped back and forth on the swing
they seemed pretty well entertained, no need for my interaction/intervention or guidance
when they started to lose interest I swayed them towards our departure
it was time to go just the same... people were expecting us home

as we moved towards the gated exit of the park a young Latino boy came strutting over with a handful of those little POPPERS... he tossed them to the ground in exhibition for Dean and Eric to see
he was a sweet little boy who was more than willing to share his final POPPERS with Dean and Eric
there were two left... then they were all gone
before we could evacuate.... this little boy asked I Dean and Eric wanted to play FREEZE TAG
to the best of my knowledge my three and a half year old had never played tag before
so I had the boys each introduce themselves
then I had this little Latino boy, Andy, explain the rules to the game
he was clear and articulate... and maybe less Lation than he appeared
then I went over the rules again

to make things simple I was "IT"
the boys ran and hid
they climbed and jumped
I chased while they screamed
everyone was very good about staying FROZEN in place waiting and calling out to be freed
tried to capture everyone equally
always trying to be fair
never wanting anyone to be upset
always trying to let someone have the pleasure of freeing the other FROZEN players
that was fun
we played for some time
time was passing fast and I had told my brother we
were on our way home
there was still Peruvian Chicken to pick up for dinner
so we stopped the game while the game was still going
always great to stop before someone is crying
we said our thanks and our goodbyes to little Andy
then marched down the block to Mount Pleasant Main

once on the strip there was trash to kick and grates
to jump on
it was tough to corral the kids to the rotisserie
chicken joint... then once inside they were running
wild while I ordered
they were shaking the gumball machine
then once I got them to stop that they started to lick
the glass windows of the tall refrigerators
the notion of looking at the images of Macchu Picchu
did not appeal to them
so I resorted to having them sit
I had them sit on each side of me to keep them calm
eventually the food came
we left
saw my brother drive down the road
he had called when I was ordering the food, but my
phone battery died mid conversation
I chased him down the block with the two children
he turned the corner
we went down to the other corner in anticipation...
he had gone a different direction
we headed for home
enough chasing around

he found us
gave us a ride home

it was the end of a long day for me
was glad the boys got to see the circus
was glad that I got to see the circus
was glad I got to see the circus with the boys
was glad I got to see the boys see the circus