User:Revphil

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I hate question marks.

do I.

i mean is it possible i am right!

PDX bikelove 

- hood to coast 9 min
- polo invasion 5min
- chunk 2002 6min
- hunter meet gathereer 4 min
- bike riot 4min
- driving test ?
- bike audio project 8 min
- bichosis 5 min
- portlasticult 4min
- dear pedestrian, 3min
- Crime Fighters League 8min
- TMB BGF 5min
- WSI 03 8min
- move this srap 6min


pdx bike love II 

- its not court ordered (zoobomb cares)
- tabor bomb
- farenheit 666 (chunk 911)
- Fate of the YJLB
- Joan of Portland
- big bike Little Bike
- bogart PSA
- synovial extraction
- lock mock (when complete)
- LA video (assuming)
- revphil at home surgery (wen done)
- cmwc worlds video
- Urban Indegestian (not bikey but wtf)

Bike Tour

i am leaving may 31st, biking to SF, then training to LA, then Flying to NY, then returning to PDX in August. I think.

while gone i wanna make some changes around here.

I am hosting a bike rally in LA. so i am gonna use my little guy here to help me remember what ive done

Day One june 2nd, tillmook co lib.

Must tell story about the Forest Grove Shop homophobe who is violently insane.

Camped in the Tillamook forest last night. Nice little rock wall over looking a rushing creek with heavy moss draping all the trees like a shall on a tipsy woman. 5 of us left PDX on the 1st around 10 am. we had planned to catch the 730 max at the Rose Garden, but the traffic made loading bikes not work, and I was having mac music issues. So far it has been woth it though, music is really nice to have as your biking along the hwy.

At the top of the Coastal range down Hwy 6 I dawn my helmet camera. A good downhill video should be fun and exciting, and I need practice shooting good video with this thing. Everything was fine for me up until my sleeping bag jumped ship on a bump. I yelled up to Robin, "i lost a bag" seconds later a child yells out at me, "you lost your bag." Ahh comedic timing.

I was hoping the others I passed would be coming along soon, but it was just Adam, who told us that K had a bad crash. Max was with We wait and wait, and Adam goes back up to see them, i go down to tell robin. We wait and wait. the crew is together. no amblunce, though we hear it was quite an impressive crash. the trailer lost stability and started to wobble, she dosen't know exactly what next but the trailer whipped around and she endowd over. "It was cartoonish-crazy." Max said.

We chill for a couple hours on the rocks. some sun some rain, im ancy.

we wait (i think im gonna be in touble. as it is another crew of bikers is a day ahead, and at this pace well never make it to camp lookout tonight. I remain calm, but its still in my head. 'revphil is going to represent the NW at Bikesumer in LA'

We leave and take the rest of the downhill easy, stopping every 5 miles. then we start hammering it out towards tillamook. we camp just 12 miles outside. Adam and I explore a deer trail up the hill. find some droppings and some mushrooms. neither of us know enough to start eating random fungi.

Then its late. Laying down after a taxing ride I hear voices. 2 girls chatting. Then it stops. What was that? What will it be? Maybe a couple of Lesbikans out for a rainy Oregon Coast Stroll? Surly that's better than a double date. 4 horny locals come upon a squad of 5 diry bikers who have set up a mini camp dignity, (an REI shantytown) at their make out place. 

- Frat Jock: What the Fuck is this? There's no camping in this park!
- Me: (sighing, feeling for my pants in my bag)
- FJ: you guys had beeter clear out of here or I'll call the ranger!

[silence] 

- FJ: well?!?
- Me: (coming out of my tent) Relax now, we got a situation here. After hauling our or gear from portland our friend was injured in a wicked crash. We wanted to get to the coast, we came here. Wea are making the best of it. There are other places you acn go for romance.
- FJ: Oh yeah, Where?
- Me: well i saw a few clearings back along the road overlooking a bridge.
- FJ: Along the Hwy?!? thats not romantic!
- ME: are you suggesting we who spent the day biking and doging traffic, should then give up this location to you who drove here so YOU can get away from cars?

My momentary dream is over. Nothing happened. Maybe I imagined it. Tension creeps and relaxes. 5 min later the noises start again, definely more than 2, loud and annoying. They build and start sounding like animals being tourtured. Then they stop, as if frightened.

"Um, does anyone know what that was?"

"maybe birds." That seems reasonable. we sleep.

I get up early pack my shit, eat, wait. and then decide i can wait no longer. I am on the move. They will catch up soon anyway. Will we make it to SF together? Will I go to big Sur with the crew? Will be come upon the other team?

who knows? but timimook has a nice internet cafe at the librabry.

The Bay City Slug which is a sweet weekly paper/zine. "The Paper that hates progress" and "tough, Absorband, Disposable" as well as several cut and pasted images

A coffee shop called the 303 let me take thier copy, which is cool since the guy handing me the paper is on the cover maing a BBQ. Hot.

articles about organic food and corporations and transportation issues. dude!

Robin and I hit up the Tillamook Chees Factory, its awesome. Totally like disney land. Maybe someday I will come back under influences of everying. I sample some cheese than slip a couple pounds of jerky like meat bits behind my back under the jacket. Robin made out like a bandit. Garlic spray is awesome! Lots of other spices too. On to Freddys where the bargins are best! Food Stamps are good, Free Stamps are better! Robin gets some jojos and we eat all of them before checking out, somehow the wrapper disapears and I sample some expensive food form the bins. I really like shopping with robin. Eventually we make it back to the Library and roll out. but not before taking a peek at the beer distributor. Folks waking around so no chance and geting in thier dumpster, but next time...

Day 2-part 2 Hobbit Hole @ Bob Schwabber Wayside park. Really lovely, away from Pacific City, practially abandoned. Only an old man and a black car visited us while we were there. The place has all these trees with brittle old brances below so its like a forest of crawl space. perfect for camping. A bed of needles never felt so good.

Thanks go out to the Tillamook Co. Officer who asked for our IDs. Apparently folks on the hills above spy down on the campsite, and thought that the punks in the black car (what? us? black car???) were tearing up the bathroom, so they called the popo. they cop was really congenial. Kinda embarrassed to be hasseling us. He wished us well on our trip and turned to leave.

Cop: "Oh, you aren't camping here are you?" Robin: "Oh! no sir, were just eating dinner here." Cop: [quietly] It's fine, just as long as I don't know about it.

Upon reflection I decided that Waysides are in fact, just free biker only camping. We will definetly look out for more.

Day 3 Early rolling, Hight hill climbs, Mt bombing down is such fun. There was a sweet hairpin turn that we got to watch each other go down because it was so steep you were practicaly right above the bikers 200 ft ahead.

Continuing in our excess of anticapalism we hit up the Grocery Outlet (bought some wine - stole cheese), Goodwill (bought 90s girl B.U.M. Equipment socks for biking - stole sunglasses), and Bi-mart in Lincoln City (bought a $1 of fireworks, stole $5 and earbud headphones to replace the ones I broke earlier.)

I cant believe I broke my headphones. Totally forgot about them while concentrating on the flow of the ride and our pace line. Next thing I look down and I see freyed wires. Crap.

We meet some nice salt haired old couple. From east. They live in Boston, but he is from Germany. They are rocking a doucmentary thing and got some video of Robin's oggy Trailer. THey say they will put it up on the website. We met them again while stopping and drinking wine at the Devil's Punchbowl (which is really disapointing at low tide). A nice winery, they dont have their own grapes but they bottle and everthing else there. no sales outside that shop even. humm, interesting. i wonder if folks were more likely to buy because they new they couldnt get it anywhere else. We buy a tasting of the 9 kinds of wine for $2. sweet. really sweet, actually. The blackberry desert wine was so nice...

Some kid with a skateboard started talking to me at some point. Typical. I just get into my drinking and the kids come along to play. Fairly smart kid, he knows his classic rock.

Skater Boy "What's your favorite music?"

Rev "i used to say, 'everything but country', but eventually I realized that ever gerere has good and bad music."

SB "I listen to everthing but country"

rev "there you go"

He taught me a little about skating and gave him a PDX BikeLove DVD (ouch, should i be selling those?). He wasn't impressed with my zoobomb description, so I thought I would peel his eyeballs back with video instead. I guess bombing down a hill sounds pretty tame when you skate on the coast.

And what a bomb he has got! down from Cape Foulweather is steep! It used to be a super tight 2 way road, but they have since removed one lane of traffic and put in a bike lane. Nice!

We did't make it much further, deciding not to try and push though Newport until the morning since we could hit the last bike shop until Florence. We rode into camp Beverly. The hikerbiker section was seperate and had some hiking in the back. i found some mushrooms that were coming out like shelves from this dying tree. They wouldn't budge. I guess that make them inedible if they are stronger than you.

Lots of wood and good food. Pasta, and more! Max and crew are good cooks.

I finally get around to showering and it take me forever. Ahh long hot shower. I wash my leggins out in the sink and dry them with the hand dryer. just put the waisband around the entire unit and let it blow hot air down. Also got a charge on my electornics. ugh, am i camping at all?

We hit the Newport bike shop. crazy. so much better than the Tillamook. It had nearly everything in 1/10th the space. Plus a drill press and a welder and machiene shop out back. Its part of a Motel, strange. but it works. the worker is nice and lets me film.

out

== zoobomb presents: == (yeah it needs a better title)

An open invitation to all bikers who would say their experience to date has been "ok" or "fine". With your help we will change that to "ohmyfukngawd"

in the manner of our forebearers so shall all ye tallbike gangs, chopper clubs, pimpin riders and minibike grinders come forth. A series of entertaining, albeit potentially dangerous events await you.

br::

more details will be added as the event draws near

new event: 3 wheeled race. teams of three will transport themselves and their bikes to yonder beer store and return. one bike will not be operable.

br::
br::

we are zoobomb. we dont settle for "kinda fun"... WE WANT IT EPIC

PDX bike tour riders 

- Max 202.351.8385
- Adam 503.737.4773
- robin twowheeledfreedom@riseup.net
- ???
- dan 480.330.9168 dan.piatkowski@asu.edu
- dave 503.282.5193 (home)
- brian 503.313.6743 (cell)
- peaches


people to contact that will help 

- alec, aka bic yclist <ibikela@yahoo.com> sudden death movement league
- Luigi, Johnny-realness <johnnyrealness@yahoo.com> beach BBQ, choper
- David Benoff <dbenoff@gmail.com> housing
- matt <mattruscigno@ekit.com> housing
- Camryn Bustamante <bikepunxwilleatyourchildren@yahoo.com> flophouse punk castle
- somerwaters@hotmail.com welding bicycle kitchen 
- bicyclekitchen@yahoo.com
- Andrea C aclemons47@yahoo.com
- sterling Young Jedi <oonagootasolo@riseup.net> dumpster dive

SF Demarco One Post NY Daniel Ceeb dan@cinecycle.com 9176936413

need list: 

- beer sponsor
- food sponsor
- pa system/megaphone
- court/playground/parking lot
- welding supplies
- fireworks
- escape plan
- places to crash

contact list while down south 

bicycle kitchen
copacabras
33 1/3 books in echo park in LA
flor y canto in north la on figueroa

NYC 

- Clarence Eckerson Jr. <trorb@earthlink.net> 718-875-8165


Do You Copy? DVD Booklet

Aggro the self centered obsessive being from another planet

OCCUPATION: Ruler and IntenseMuthaFucker of Aggro, my place
OCCUPATIONAL BACKGROUND: Community Council member of a larger, more popular place in space that should be thrilled i am even return their calls much less share pastries with them.
EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND: I study enough
PRIOR GOVERNMENTAL EXPERIENCE: I study enough

If you continue to be my fearful insect-like underlings I guarentee another open and fair election next cycle.

ME FIRST I'm not interested in you. Unless you are doing somethin for me. If you are doing sumthin for me, you had better well do it. Smile or not I get what I want or you get the 3 stooges. My henchfolk make quick work of just about anybody. I mean anybody but me. That's cause they got themselves an education, at Smith and Henchen. The hell with Brussels and Austria and any other EU. In fact the hell with U too.

YOU LATER you are not me. Did I not make this clear earlier. Perhaps it bears repeating.

Aggro Means Jobs I hire you and you work for me or else. Simple. Effective. Deal.

Aggro Means Better Times Ever hung out doing drugs off the thigh of a Norwiegan midget stripper? The better time I have the better time I have, which is good for you. Watch me "trinkle down".

Aggro Means Education See how much you have leared already? You want future generations to have the same opportunities that I have just presented you with.

Some may call me stupid. I just say "Oh yeah?"

that pretty much ends most arguments right there.

server robot


OCCUPATION: Kitty Cocktail Commendant, Mutanier
OCCUPATIONAL BACKGROUND: Service industry worker, Director: failed coup d'etat
EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND: I have the internet
PRIOR GOVERNMENTAL EXPERIENCE: Sanatational Public Service

See this glowing report of my past, presented by Oso Martin: "The server robot was originally programmed to dispose of city garbage but after a few hours of mindless labor lost his circuits and stowed away on a space ship where it masqueraded as a server robot. The crew caught wind of the robot have more of a personality that most and were always a little annoyed by it's cajoling but still found it amusing enough to keep around - particularly for use in major motion pictures."

Vote 1 for 00. That's binary for yes for me. duh.

Roy rodgers fan Mr Biff
OCCUPATION: singer entertainer
occupational background: Pacific Princess Karaokee Engenieer, MOtovational Speaker
EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND: Berkeley College of Muzak, Drama Club Tresurer Centrerville High School 1989
PRIOR GOVERNMENTAL EXPERIENCE: OLCC volunteer 2001-2001

I am roy. Mr. Rodgers to you. for the past 10 years, while biding my time with devils and gouls i have biddded my time to wait for the oportunity to move the people to understand the realisim of the pain we have suffered. we are on the county apocylopase. the date when western and country will battle it


A truer expression than lying eyes: The Papercutting Hands OCCUPATION
OCCUPATIONAL BACKGROUND:
EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND:
PRIOR GOVERNMENTAL EXPERIENCE:


You're saying already, who could vote for someone whose face has never been seen? But parents everywhere know already: lies and tears come from faces, expensive food and dental work goes into faces. Parents support The Papercutter Hands because they know: hands change the diapers of the world. Hands prepare the world's food (once properly washed). Hands do chores. Hands administer reward and punishment. Hands move fast and surely.

What have those pretty heads in government brought us? Labyrinthine laws and codes, televised debates, high taxes and high unemployment. Thomas Jefferson knew that the true hope for democracy was the honest farmer, working and building the nation with his HANDS! Thomas Jefferson is voting for The Papercutter Hands, never mind that he's dead. Walt Whitman is too. That was a man who dug hands. Hands: they're America!

And today, in an era of Internet-based prying and peeking, how can you trust a head, with its OBVIOUS eyes and ears, to protect your privacy? The Papercutting Hands have the full support of the National Association for Information Destruction, the Tri-County Paranoiacs Anonymous, and several "influential business organizations" that have asked to remain unnamed. The Papercutting Hands are the candidate of choice for everyone with something to hide. Yes, you.


Jane Doe, ETCEA agent #42 OCCUPATION: Agent and recruiter for ETCEA
OCCUPATIONAL BACKGROUND: Unknown
EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND: Unknown
PRIOR GOVERNMENTAL EXPERIENCE: Voter, ETCEA agent

We at ETCEA (the ExtraTerrestrial CounterEspionage Association) believe in protecting residents of our planet from alien eyes. Space invaders are dropping from the skies and the threat of critters examining our every move is increasing every moment as our governments prepare for star wars.

Onemust understand that not all EBEs (Extraterrestrial Biological Entities or aliens) are as mild-mannered as Mork, Alf, ET or the little prince. They are everywhere and could even manage to pose as your uncle. Anywhere and everywhere, everyone must prepare for close encounters of the third kind.

We don't have time for wild zeros battling random space ghosts. Mars may very well attack at any moment. The war of the worlds is upon us and we need your help.

Join the ExtraTerrestrial CounterEspionage Association in our acts of removing alien intelligence from our planet. We need more navigators and Buckaroo Banzais. We need you.

(steev's character) OCCUPATION: grad student
OCCUPATIONAL BACKGROUND:
EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND:
PRIOR GOVERNMENTAL EXPERIENCE: none

I am an intense college student, that very likely makes me smarter and when not considering my looming debt, more wealthy than you, the reader of these words. Thus I clearly fit every ideal you have ever voted for.

Make no mistake, with my advanced understanding in hydroelectric trasatory terrorist state theory, i am able to frighten you of the outcome were I not to win. I can also be made available for dinner parties. "So many intelligent people are at your party!" your guests will say. But really they will only be referring to me. The smart guy.


Helmut The Henchman OCCUPATION: Killing.
OCCUPATIONAL BACKGROUND: I have killed everyone I have ever met.
EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND: Teachers, professors -- they are all dead now.
PRIOR GOVERNMENTAL EXPERIENCE: Organized tri-county killing spree and bake sale.

A VOTE FOR HELMUT IS A VOTE FOR MURDER!

Hello little humanoids! You are so soft, so defenseless, charming almost. And yet, I will kill you. But wait! What is this 'election' you are talking about? You wish me to become your 'leader'? Do you know what you are asking? I will lead you to PAIN! I will lead you to ANGUISH! I WILL LEAD YOU DIRECTLY INTO THE SNAPPING JAWS OF AN IMMENSE WHIRLING DEATH MACHINE, COVERED WITH KNIVES AND HAMMERS AND VIOLENT HURTING APPARATUSES! HA!

On the other hand, if you don't vote for me, I will kill you right now. So remember:

A VOTE FOR HELMUT IS A VOTE FOR REMAINING ALIVE, AT LEAST BRIEFLY.

This little 'elections minister' person will not be bothering us during our conversations any longer. Before I dispatched him to a more dead place, he asked me to 'outline my position'. But now it is the POLICE who will outline HIS position -- ON THE GROUND! WITH CHALK! Because it is a CRIME SCENE! Because I KILLED him, yes! But here is a smattering of my violent agenda, so that you may be cowering: 


       CORPORAL PUNISHMENT: I am for it.
       
       ABORTION: For it.
       
       RISING CRIME: For.
       
       TERRORISM: This also I support.
       
       ECONOMICS: Boring!  Far better it is to kill.
       
       PRAYER IN SCHOOLS: When I come with my gun prayer
               will not help you, but please, go ahead and pray.
               
       CAMPAIGN FINANCE REFORM: I will CRUSH with mighty
               PLIERS of PAIN the heads of those who would do whatever
               this is about.  Yes, I will "re-form" their SKULLS ...
               into the shape of FLAT!  And BLEEDING!

So, knowing what you now know, do you regret your fooling decision to oppose me, or your foolish decision to support me? It makes no difference. You are still a fool, and I will kill you eventually. Until that time,

VOTE HELMUT! VOTE HELMUT! VOTE NOW OR I KILL YOU!


Hench Hencherton OCCUPATION: Temporary Henchman, Hench Online Services
OCCUPATIONAL BACKGROUND: Henching
EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND: ITT Hench Correspondence School, Henching Certificate ; Belgium School of International Henching in Brussels
PRIOR GOVERNMENTAL EXPERIENCE: None

Voluntary Activities: Member of the Sunnyside Neighborhood Boosters, Volunteer at the Orphaned Childrens Kittens and Bunnies Petting Zoo, Member of Miles of Smiles Interpretive Dance Group at Bristol Community Center, Volunteer Teacher at Balloon Animal Construction at Local Schools

I have been enthused and happy to be a member of this great state, and I am very impressed with the fine job my colleagues in the State Capital have been doing. Other people have ran under platforms of "getting the bums out!" Frankly, I think that is a very negative attitude! There is no way that you can get work done with such a disrespectful attitude towards your co-workers. If I am elected, I promise that I will work with all my fine colleagues, in the spirit of henching: which is the spirit of working together, and getting along! The spirit of henching is the spirit of giving 110%, getting the job done, and doing it with a smile! That is what I promise to do in the legislature! I also promise to work for legislation marking a "Bunny Day", where everyone gets to spend the day petting the cute, fuzzy animal of his or her choice!

Hench Hencherton


Rory Thompkins
OCCUPATION: Manager (in training), night shift, Aurora 7-11
OCCUPATIONAL BACKGROUND: 6 years, Plaid Pantry (various locations, metro Portland) 2 years, Jake's Shooting Range and Go-Kart Center, Duburk, Iowa
EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND: 1997 Stansfield Township Vocational Tech Center 1996 GED
PRIOR GOVERNMENTAL EXPERIENCE: 8 months, Greater Umberton (Iowa) Correctional Facility


It was around the time I quit (or got fired, depending on who you believe) working the graveyard shift at Plaid Pantry that I became aware of the TRORB. I was spending a lot of time in the alley behind CopyMaker, digging through their dumpster, looking for Social Security Numbers, credit card info, and what have you. Every now and then, there would be weird flashes of light and strange sounds coming from inside, and eventually, curiosity got the best of me.

CopyMaker was a kinda run-down, half-finished place that somehow made a business out of screwing up people's photocopying jobs. I just would kinda hang out in there, chatting with the crew, drinking cough syrup with them, and otherwise wasting their time and mine. They were a bunch of freaks, that's for sure. I don't know how I could get canned from the pimp shift at PP, and these half-wits could keep their fancy nametags. But anyway, as time went on, they just kept getting weirder and kinda more paranoid. In a way that I don't personally believe had anything to do with any of the recreational drugs I sold them.

They kept going on about this one machine, the TRORB something-or-other, and how it was messing with their minds. It got so crazy in there, that I started thinking of maybe just knocking them around a bit to try to beat some sense in them. But I figured it would be a waste of my energy, and besides, I was faking some fairly serious injuries in order to collect worker's comp, so I didn't want to blow that.

Some time in the fall, I think, things really started going south. And I mean in a bad way. Guys at CopyMaker just wouldn't show up for days, and others talked of some disappearing. All of this didn't help my business at all, I should say.

In the end, I am not really sure what happened. There was some kinda government investigation, or the Better Business Bureau shut them down, or maybe it was terrorists or something -- hell, I don't know. Why should I care about those freaks? Anyway, I am in Canby now, and things are pretty cool. I met this chick at NA who thinks she might be able to get me a job at the Aurora 7-11


richard seymore
OCCUPATION:
OCCUPATIONAL BACKGROUND:
EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND:
PRIOR GOVERNMENTAL EXPERIENCE:


I do a lot of things around town.


Rats in California will be the recipients of the world's first brain prosthesis. I will monitor their progress and use their The brain prosthesis will be used to emulate the function of the hippocampus, the part of the brain which encodes experiences into long-term memories.



Credits

Copy Maker Employees 

stewart - Kevin Turner
Jason - Mykle Hansen
Peter Mathews - Mathew Harris
Zoe - Lisa Loewenthal

Peney - Anne Adams
Stewert's Bicycle - Whitey The Bicycle
Penelope's Car - The Beast

Copy Maker Customers

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