I currently don’t have a life so I named my bike Falkor.
Here’s a shitty web-cam photo.

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and using old journal entries as guards.

I bet you’re going to try to read this.

I guess I should start providing links on here whenever things I develop gets mentioned in the media. Here’s a short list to get things started:

“…insanely awesome.”
BNQT > News > Re: Website
http://www.bnqt.com/article.php?id=8348

“…it rocks: fresh, original and filled with great content”
EXPN > The Endo > Re: Flipbook and Website
http://expn.go.com/expn/blog/bmx?post=3556081

“Wow, that was easy. Thanks for doing my job for me Odyssey!!!”
Dig BMX Magazine > Dig This > Re: Flipbook
http://digbmx.com/digthis/odyssey-pivotal-saddles

“…definitely worth a look. The site is pretty dialed!”
Ride UK Magazine > News > Re: Website
http://rideukbmx.com/news/new-odyssey-site/

“It’s good. Real good.”
Ride BMX Magazine > News > Re: Website
http://bmx.transworld.net/2008/07/18/odysseys-new-website/

“…the end result is great.”
Dig BMX Magazine > Dig This > Re: Website
http://digbmx.com/digthis/new-odyssey-site/

I’m going to wake up early tomorrow so I can start going to bed early.

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Sorry, I left my card reader in Boise. Also, I have 6 fingers.

After having to sleep in my car the other night (see Wal-Mart post), getting a parking ticket on my scooter (which also recently got booted before I left Boise, bringing my parking/speeding ticket value of the year to over $500), accidentally leaving a bag of groceries at the store and the Buddie chewing up my bed-sheet, today topped it all off with my bike rack getting ripped off the roof of my car in the middle of a car-wash… CLICK TO VIEW MORE

Courtesy of Myspace’s random captcha generator.

The Buddie: Bummed.

The Buddie: Snorting a line of coke.

The Buddie: Stoked!

The key ring broke on my apartment keys and I ended up losing them. As a result, I’m currently locked out of my apartment for the evening and sleeping in a Wal-Mart parking lot. After taking a hobo-shower in the bathroom (ie. washing my face and arms with hand-soap), I ended up buying a toaster oven, a microwave, deodorant, body wash, a shirt and Nutter Butter bars. I may go back in for a pillow. I’m in desperate need of one.

In school, when I was 14, I had to write a letter to the 17 year old version of me. I came across it again while packing this evening. 10 years later and it still has some good advice - excluding the part where I told myself to stop masturbating. Yeah, right.