Wednesday, July 26, 2006



Okay, here’s the deal with DoomSled: I just got a new Anatomic ™ seat in from Atombikes. It was a nice value: just $30. I'll have to trim it to length and round out the corners. I thought 10 inches wide would be too narrow, but it seems okay.

I've got to send the frame back to the builder. There is a problem with the dropouts and chainline. But he's gonna make new from drop outs for it, and weld new brake bosses on the top side instead of the bottom. The design was a prototype, and he agreed to fix any problems.

Also, I've been sewing up a new backpack: a G4 designed by Glen Van Peski. The company is named Gossamer Gear I figure the skills learned from sewing a backpack will help me when trying to build a set of panniers for my bike. What have I learned so far? This has been a difficult project cause the instruction are hard to follow and the pattern doesn't make sense. Understand that I wasn't trying to use a retail pattern for commercial gain or anything stupid like that. Nor do I want to use a industrial stuff for my own personal gain. I'm just saying now I understand why manufacurers hire pattern makers, sample cutters and makers.

With an industrial pattern you don't even need to speak English. So much work goes into the pre-production that sewing up the thing should be flawless.

Sunday, July 09, 2006



I went to a wedding yesterday. I like weddings; there's something magical about them. I'm not sure why. I guess being celibate makes weddings, hmmmm, weird.

Sometime people ask me, "Damon when are you gonna get married?" "I'm not getting married." Then they look confused, like explaining to a child that hot sauce is hot even though it's cold.

Anyway, back on topic, there is something magical and mysterious about weddings. I often wonder what goes on in the heavenlies when two people get married. There has got to be partying or something.

I often envision angels with fiery swords protecting the ceremony, other angels singing praises to God, and others just partying and celebrating the vows being made.

I see God putting another sprocket in the universe, and him looking down through coming ages of how this marriage will bless his Kingdom throughout eternity.

I see demons devising new tactics of how to destroy what’s being made.

I see two people promising love and willing to stick it out and give it a damned good fight. No giving up, why give the pricks the satisfaction?

I guess weddings remind me of my relationship with God. Except God makes most of the promises. Even though I’ve broken many he still honors his promises. Weddings make me want to give life another shot: to get back in the ring for yet another round. It makes me want to keep on fighting.

Weddings are about hope, that God will give us the desires of our hearts, that he does want to bless us, and that life is not about hopelessness and despair.

Anyway, just my thoughts

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