Robot’s Useless Reviews – Your Friend’s Bike
Of all the makes and models of bike on the market today, perhaps no bike is as intriguing as one bike, one nearly unobtainable two-wheeled dream, a bike both within reach and…
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TCI Friday
I don't know how I arrived at a place where every bike I owned required a specific pair of shoes, but you can imagine I felt pretty dumb about it,. Now, obviously I am an…
Robot’s Useless Reviews – The Malt Nut Power Bar
Before we talk about the flavor of this titular calorie bomb, I should warn you that there is a cult that, even today, remains devoted to the flavor and consistency of the…
TCI Friday
Somewhere in the big bucket of drafts I keep, unfinished ideas, started and abandoned works of great genius, there is a long (way too long) exploration of why so many of the…
Robot’s Useless Reviews – Full Gas Coke
It is a paradox of being in the full embrace of an epic bonk that you are simultaneously out of gas and inexplicably gassy.
They put concrete curb stops at the end of the…
TCI Friday
Among those of us whose passion for bikes has led us to amass large collections (stables, quivers, piles) of them, sometimes hung neatly from rafters, other times stacked…
How to Get Your Kid to Love Mountain Biking
He doesn’t know where his helmet is, and he is not looking for it. He doesn’t have a water bottle either, even though it’s one of the hottest days of the year. “Dad, what…
Robot’s Useless Reviews—Air
Have you ever been stuck by the side of a road or a trail with a flat tire, and thought, "Air is everywhere! There must be a way to get it inside this rubber hoop!" I can…
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Welcome one and all. If you arrive here as a former reader of Red Kite Prayer, you will know the routine from the Friday Group Ride that featured there for the last decade.…
Robot’s Useless Reviews—Park Blue Grease
Robot's Useless Reviews aren't really reviews. They take their cue from the impossibly obscure '90s zine "Beer Frame—The Journal of Conspicuous Consumption," which introduced…