French Waffles and Razor Scooters. BON!

Mael, one of the kids I photo bombed last week, is selling french waffles in front of the shop with his sister and cousin. Don't worry, they are french so the waffles are authentic. Here he is getting lifted. Sweet air, Mael.

don't grind angry

here is atlin working out some personal bike problems. today seemed to be the day for it. i am sure i don't have to tell you, the reader, how much a bench grinder kicks ass, but in case i do...... it does.  a shit ton (that's 3.5 tons).

Atin, thinking inside the box

this is the ill na na, right here. boxes, not just for the ladies.

Field Test!!

i emailed francis from chain-l to see if he wanted to sponsor the blam. in turn he called the shop a talked up single kyle. single kyle then gave him my phone number and i got to have a long chat with the friendly new yorker. we stopped by the shop after checking out nemo to find a package addressed to single kyle. lube for single kyle? i think he has enough. you should feel the guy's grip. geez. anyway, all of us at the shop are testing it out. it says you only have to apply it once every 1,000 miles. we'll see, eh?

Jars of Clay

this is clay. he is going to be the man to beat at the blam's trick comp on jan. 8th. we got his new pedals in at the shop and here he is swapping them out. look at the focus on this kids face. look at the hunger in his eyes. he wants to win. he needs to. do you have what it takes to beat him? step up.

T.C.O.B.

at 21st ave bikes safety is our maiden name. this is the sweetest pair of safety glasses you will ever see. EVER! with this adjustable sizing for the head, these babies will never slide down on your nose during critical cutting/grinding moments. the sporty visor keeps the sun out of your eyes and says "hey, just because i am into safety doesn't mean i don't like to party".