More like Critical Ass am I right?
Jun. 11th, 2011 05:04 pmI got to see the naked bike ride today! That was very—not the sort of thing that you want to see while having lunch, believe it or not. But I was done my mango mock chicken and it stayed down so that was good.
I tried to snap a picture with the Infernal Device but it didn't save properly. Consider your eyeballs spared. The Infernal Device is kinder than I would have been.
Anyway, I say this as someone quite supportive of Critical Mass and its variants—how does one actually ride a bike naked? It sounds like a recipe for pure pain.
In lieu of that brain-scarring image, I offer another:

On an unrelated note: Bear lost — and now "kidnappers" want $10,000 in cupcakes. This is one of those rare headlines where reading the whole article actually makes it funnier. Because the cupcakes have to be gluten-free.
I tried to snap a picture with the Infernal Device but it didn't save properly. Consider your eyeballs spared. The Infernal Device is kinder than I would have been.
Anyway, I say this as someone quite supportive of Critical Mass and its variants—how does one actually ride a bike naked? It sounds like a recipe for pure pain.
In lieu of that brain-scarring image, I offer another:

On an unrelated note: Bear lost — and now "kidnappers" want $10,000 in cupcakes. This is one of those rare headlines where reading the whole article actually makes it funnier. Because the cupcakes have to be gluten-free.
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Date: 2011-06-11 09:08 pm (UTC)But uh, that may be redundant, seeing as it's a Randroid flow-chart...
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Date: 2011-06-11 09:09 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-06-11 10:32 pm (UTC)HA! So I quit, and I imagine that WNBR is still quite the sausage-fest.
And on that note, I have somewhere in my archives a great photo of an ex of mine, who happens to be black, riding in front of a whole bunch of white guys under the sign for "European Meats and Sausages", which is unintentionally hilarious. If I find it, I'll show you.
And thus, I have never ridden a bike naked, but I can't imagine it would be comfortable. I mean, my bike gets dirty and greasy and I don't want that anywhere near my private parts.
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Date: 2011-06-12 03:39 am (UTC)That said, the band I'm in—the RMO—had planned to possibly play the send-off of this ride in NYC but decided against it because some—not all—of the organizers were total assholes.
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Date: 2011-06-13 07:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-12 01:50 pm (UTC)I don't see the appeal of nudism, honestly. Like, cool if people are into it, but I don't see why folks would want to. Maybe I'm just a prude.
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Date: 2011-06-13 07:29 pm (UTC)Cycling + nudism, meh. Nudism in other settings, I can get into. We can talk about it sometime, although of course we don't have to.
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Date: 2011-06-12 11:33 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-06-12 04:45 pm (UTC)Not that I'm tempted to try it.
Naked bike riding
Date: 2011-06-12 03:49 am (UTC)Anyway ...
I was a couple or four years younger than in the icon above, but more than a couple or four years older than anything else chronologically appropriate.
I was probably 9 or 10. We lived in the country. By "country", I mean our backyard was bush that kept going for about 150 kilometres until you hit Georgian Bay. And my parents, not nudists, were nevertheless of the clothing-optional spirit. We took multi-generational saunas and swam naked any time we were unlikely to be observed by uptight and/or perverted neighbours.
And yes, I had a bike. I was also in a rather possessive phase about "my" private property! Didn't like strangers wondering the paths around our house and in our woods.
One day, I determined to patrol our boundaries and so hoped on my bike, drove down the driveway to the public (gravel) road and cycled past a few neighbours' cottages before looping back onto our property and a narrow path (blazed more than half-a-century before by my maternal great-grandmother (Jules Pavio's mum, come to think of it! But I really digress) that circled through the woods and back towards home.
Halfway there, what (but what!) should I spy, but some stranger sauntering along the path towards me, moseying along as if he had every right to be on Our Private Property.
That he was a grown man and I but a child did not stiffle my outrage. No sirree! I stopped my bike to confront the stranger, hopped off and stood before him, arms akimbo and eyes (no doubt) a'fire.
"This," I pronounced with all the smug righteousnous of pre-pubescent youth, "is private property.!"
The interloper didn't say a word. He just stared at me, as if the apparition of such a young sentry were utterly beyond his ken. But he did not flee, he only kept staring, not so much in fear as in shock. The sort of shock that will cause all but the most arrogant and righteous person to take a breath and look around, in case they've missed something they ought to know about.
Objectively, the entire incident probably didn't last even 30 second, but subjectively, my realization that something odd was happening to my discovery of what that was, felt like 90.
But I finally did realize why the Trespasser was paying so little attention to my words and so much attention ... to my nine-year-old's penis just a-danglin' while I lectured him on the importance of respecting private property.
Quite simply, I had forgotten to put on some clothes before I went for a bike ride. I was a sun-bronzed nature boy living in the bush and it had just slipped my mind that it might become an issue.
I did, though, realize my faux pas and my sense of authority expired like ... well, I'm sure you can think of a euphemism.
I got back on the machine, circled wide 'round the strange, and decided he at least could tresspass to his heart's content, at least until I could find some pants.
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Date: 2011-06-12 01:52 pm (UTC)So how does one ride on a bike naked?
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Date: 2011-06-13 04:27 pm (UTC)Very carefully, of course. bah dump-bumb
In all seriousness, as best I can remember, and from the times I've gone commando, it's just a question of making sure one doesn't sit one's "luggage". Otherwise, there's not real difference between an intense fear of falling off the damned machine.
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Date: 2011-06-12 02:50 pm (UTC)Re: Naked bike riding
Date: 2011-06-13 04:28 pm (UTC)Re: Naked bike riding
Date: 2011-06-13 07:30 pm (UTC)Thank you.
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Date: 2011-06-13 10:57 pm (UTC)Re: Naked bike riding
Date: 2011-06-14 03:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-12 04:54 am (UTC)I've enjoyed several iterations of the local Critical Mass, however, and would definitely do that again.
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Date: 2011-06-12 01:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-12 02:48 pm (UTC)Afterwards we saw a naked man leaning back against a pompous statue, legs akimbo and smoking a pipe, while police smiled happily nearby.
Really worth it for a day out of eccentric cheer!
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Date: 2011-06-12 03:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-12 11:36 pm (UTC)http://www.darcomic.org/2005/12/06/gloup/