Michael Jackson's Not Dead. He's in Pittsburgh.

Beans Stole the Couch. Dick.

A couple fine fellers from the deep sahth are here in the burgh. Unfortunately, Beans kicked Brock off the couch last night. What an ass. We went and rode Monroeville yesterday. The jumps were hosed from the rain we've had this past week, but we had a big crew and they whipped right into shape. I would have snapped a photo, but I was saving my battery for Karaoke and Quarter beers. Brock and Pat certainly took advantage. Anyway, I'll do you one better. Here is a short clip of Mr. Mulville doing some stunts over the dubs aut der Monroeville.
So what does one do when they are faced with a countless number of beers at extraordinarily low prices? They find new ways to drink. Way to go Jeff!

Deb finally found Jesus.

I came downstairs to find this this morning. Enough Said.

Let's go kill some birds, I'm syked.

The high flying action packed peter pan looking gentleman known as Eric Hennessey is back in the Burgh for a few days to baby the birds and look the backs.





















We all had a fun time at PTT yesterday. Dougie was ripping pipe and Kevin was pumping hammock (still on the injured reserve list). Rumor has it that there is a big fun time over at 51 today. The weather is perfect, the dirt is firm yet pliable, like a teenager's rumpus. Go ride and have fun. Tabes for Babes dude.

So Mark M. and I checked out a new apartment yesterday. We got so excited about it that we rented a helicopter and took an aerial photo of the place. My camera was kind of being funky, so some of the focus is a little soft, but you get the idea. Keep your fingers crossed. More importantly, everyone has been double plus-syked on riding in the woods. Also, his saltness himself Mr. Michael Cottle is coming to town in a matter of days. Here comes the fun boys. Oh yeah, the Video is done, so look for a flier about the premiere soon.

Get that dog off my yard, PENGUINS SCORE!

cuz i got it like that

Get Ready America....

Mike, Wert, and I are now 10 days into our cross county trip and what was planned as a 3 week trip looks like it is going to be 5.  We made stops in Chicago and Salt Lake City along the way.  In Chicago we pedaled across the city, hit up and sea walls, rode Wilson Park, and rode Willow Street Trails which were a treat. In Salt Lake we got to ride Berringer's house and Tanner Park.  The high light for me was bombing down 7 miles of the Mill Creek Canyon in the Wastch Mountains. Elf was nice enough to host us there, and show us how to play his hybrid skaterpark/fusball table that had a few heated games.  Leaving SLC, we crossed the Bonnival Salt Flats, the dessert of Nevada, and the SIeraa Nevada Mountain Range.  Now we are In San Fransisco and leaving shortly to stay with our friend Allen Jackson in Santa Cruz and ride his trails fittingly called Sasquatch Canyons. More soon,  Mark P