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A while back some of the .83 group took a trip up to Vancouber, BC to cruise around the city on our bikes for a weekend. We had a great time, and Meshkat was kind enough to show us around. We got to talking while out at the bars and started telling Meshkat about some of our awesome races we've been putting on in Seattle. Stories of the Sea-Town Slam sprint series, and Dean's Drag Race we got to thinking about bigger things. It was decided that we'd have a showdown: Vancouver vs Seattle this summer.

Just in case you guys thought .83 people weren't crazy enough...

Here's the first set of pics from the .83 Dean's Drag Race! Thanks to Daniel for getting them done so fast!

Look here because they're SO RAD!

Not to give anyone the wrong impression though... But trust me, it was a good time. Too bad Wendell missed out!

Dean's 'Drag' Race

Here's a quick rundown:
May 20, 2005 @ 8:30 PM
9th Ave. & Pine St. (on the street level of the Convention Place Bus Tunnel)
$5 per person
(cash goes directly into a pot for the winners). There will be liquid prizes also up for grabs.

This is a two checkpoint "drag" race in downtown Seattle. It's open to all levels of bikers on all types of bikes. Racers must be dressed in drag to race. We like to keep it fun, and a little bit crazy. Prizes for the top finishers (men's, women's, crazybike) and best costume.

.83 Poker Race in Seattle, WA!
Saturday, May 7th, 2005, at 8:30 PM (actual race start is 9:00 PM sharp), and will start from Pier 63 (the wooden pier next to the Seattle Aquarium).

Check it, yo!

Finally it's time for the .83 Sea-Town Slam Sprint Series - Round 3! It's the final round and it's Friday, April 8th, 2005 at 9:00 PM (meet in the Uwajimaya parking lot, 519 6th Ave S, Seattle, WA). Get ready for a bigger and badder Seattle race location, fast and crazy riding, and one hellova good time! The women's racing was off the hook last time, and who knows what'll happen in Round 3! If you're a newcomer it'll be a bit tough to land enough points for the grand prizes, but there are still nightly prizes, and there's even a special prize for the racer with the most style!

It's almost time for Round 2 of the STS Sprint Series. If you missed Round 1, or just have no idea what I'm talking about, don't worry! What we've got here is a damn fun three night sprint series located in beautiful Seattle, WA. Each of the three rounds (a night of racing) features a meeting location, and undisclosed race site, and head-to-head drag race style sprinting. Points are earned for participating, placing, and style. There are nightly prizes, and well as grand prizes for the man and woman with the highest cumulative points at the end of all three Rounds. If you missed Round 1 you can still come out and compete for the nightly prizes, and if you do partake in Rounds 2 & 3 you still stand a chance of winning the Grand Prize!

Once you go black...

INTRODUCTION

There's an old joke that I love no matter how many times it's told. I don't know who first wrote the joke, but it goes like this, "What does American beer and having sex in a canoe have in common?" Answer, "They're both fucking close to water!". How true that is too... There is an exception, thankfully, to this rule of thumb: Microbrews! Sure they're more expensive, but that's what you've got to do when you want the tasty stuff! And when it comes to microbrews, the darker the better I say. So allow me to introduce you to the Porter made by the Elysian Brewing Company based oh-so-close to my home in Seattle. It's is tasty, dark, and sorta pricey. But seriously (wait, I was serious. It is pricey. God I'm such a yuppie.), isn't it about time we reviewed something other than malts and transparent beer?

Grenade shaped
molotov cocktail

INTRODUCTION

My first experiences with Mickey's was like most people's. Heading out to a College party late at night with my friends we found ourselves hard-up for drinks, and even more hard-up for cash. Somehow I had managed to tote along a flask full of Kahlua (don't ask...) but thought I might burn through it too quickly so we stopped off at a local gas station for supplies. Being a man with an interest in convinience I spied a 6 pack of little green bottles that conviniently fit my budget, and later, would conviniently fit in my hand.

TASTE

The logo for these clever little bottles is a boxing glove wearing, mad as hell looking, hornet. I thought it was cute. That was until I cracked open the top and took my first swig. Holy mother of crap! It wasn't a logo, it was a damn warning! It's not that it tasted bad, but like most malts it sure as hell didn't taste good. There was a certain level of staleness that masked over the potent taste of alcohol and "beerish something something". The initial sting and pummeling that first taste hit me with is not one I'll soon forget. In a short ammount of time I had stashed the girly flask, and cruising the party mainlining my Hornet buddy with a Mickey's in each hand.