Milan and I drank two bottles of Chimay and filmed a September 11 skate video over the weekend.

It might be the most offensive thing on YouTube.

Wolf sent me this video has a midday snack.

That's where it's at.

I commute to work on a bike everyday. I do so because it's fast (15 minutes opposed to 40 minutes on Muni) and it's free. There's also that whole "carbon footprint" motivation but I don't really care about the environment. At least not when I'm late for work.

Yesterday was "Bike to Work Day" in San Francisco. There were significantly more cyclists on the road than I usually encounter on my daily commute. That's great. The rationale behind the event is to demonstrate the practicality of bicycle commuting. The problem was that no one knew how to ride a bike in city traffic. The Wiggle was absurd. Bikes everywhere. Confused death monsters everywhere. I felt bad for pedestrians.

Rating: (5.2/10)

Probably the only cologne attempted by burt's beeswax brand, the box lacks a flavor scent and instead proclaims 'NATURAL SKIN CARE FOR MEN COLOGNE'. This, along with four sticks of deodorant he received in the mail just yesterday, OUGHTA SET TRAV UP.

The package arrived a few hours ago and he just came upstairs to open the smelly piece of box that immediately promises the user will "exude confidence and appeal...enveloped in the warm, spicy depth of Cypress and Fir. For the man who feels good by smelling good." AND WHO ISNT THAT MAN.

The first words out of my mouth were "not obnoxious," which is all I ask of fake-ass-flavormarkers. Also out of my mouth: woodsy; (sips it) sappy; sweet and lemony. A tinge pissy, perhaps, but all the more natural-tastic because of.

It's also kind of reminiscent of a magical numbing land where lumberjacks sweat fairy dust.