Lately, Terry Barentsen and I collaborated on a video to advertise the TD 5 Boro Bike Tour. In that video, I journey in site visitors with out a helmet, which made the Tour group uncomfortable. I’ve completely no drawback with that–it’s their occasion, and it’s their proper to anticipate a video they’ve commissioned to evolve to their sensibilities. I’m not complaining, or criticizing, or accusing them of being uptight, or something. Consider me. I’m additionally planning to journey the Tour this yr, and can fortunately abide by the helmet requirement…no less than whereas individuals are wanting.
On the identical time, I used to be somewhat stunned my helmetless antics even registered, particularly given a number of the hair-raising, sphincter-puckering using Terry has documented through the years. Due to this fact, for the reason that digital camera was nonetheless heat and the topic was contemporary in my thoughts, I believed it will be enjoyable to do a video about my emotions on bicycle helmets, and formally go on the YouTube file as an delinquent maniac with a demise want. Luckily, Terry agreed, most likely as a result of my torpid using type causes him little to no bodily exertion and he wanted a relaxation day. So right here it’s:
To my credit score, I didn’t go off on a tangent about how bicycle helmets are most likely accountable for my baldness:
Or about how they’re sexist and racist:
Hey, don’t have a look at me, have a look at Robotic Hair Lack of Lengthy Island, whose web optimization methods imply that they’re the primary end result that comes up once you google “EPS foam and baldness.”
(And no, I don’t actually consider helmets are accountable for my baldness. I do know it’s a mixture of my maternal grandfather and my unusually highly effective brainwaves.)
In the meantime, looking “EPS foam and impotence” is extra of a blended bag:
I ought to most likely sign off for the remainder of the day.
