tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85380679109911776782024-02-19T17:40:05.408-09:00An Anchorage Bike Messenger ThingMy ranting sometimes drunk sometimes not.Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.comBlogger191125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-56019934801260696622015-08-12T01:27:00.001-08:002015-08-12T01:27:06.978-08:00Anchorage Bike MessengerI hear someone is advertising for that job. come and benifit from my bulllshit I'm at Darwin's every Tuesday. I'm your friend, I'm not like the others.......<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/-rfjk_f34is" width="420"></iframe>Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-27153728556216612352015-06-21T00:08:00.003-08:002015-06-21T00:08:55.083-08:00About BabsShe was there when I started and there when I had to hang up my cleats. She was my friend and I miss her. She may not have been the greatest of bartenders but I like to think that somewhere in heaven an angel is waiting entirely too long for his next drink.<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/EHC9HE7vazI" width="420"></iframe><br />Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-17869902785729836562015-05-19T00:32:00.000-08:002015-05-19T01:07:17.541-08:00Lessons for a young bikemessenger part oneAt least once a year someone, perhaps another bike messenger or perhaps some other that you like and care for will die, <br />
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After a time you think you've learned to deal with but as you get older well.............<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/o22eIJDtKho" width="420"></iframe><br />Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-90153811272865427642015-04-17T01:16:00.000-08:002015-04-17T01:16:54.653-08:00About AnchorageAnchorage is always in a state of <a href="http://youtu.be/I4NhVH0p6K0" target="_blank">becoming</a>, on the verge of becoming this really cool really groovy place that they would talk about as the beats and the hippies who came afterwards would talk of San Fransisco. Where the art, literary,music, or whatever scene exploded but somehow it never quite happened. Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-70223197195010496962015-02-26T01:44:00.002-09:002015-06-14T02:09:59.803-08:00A bike messenger thingSo I heard this old song and I'm like, yeah that's it the spirit of the thing and all<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/yG0oBPtyNb0" width="420"></iframe>It was Summer broke ass Summer but the lucky ones learned something those lucky few learned something about us that we are that passion that thing in our very souls and when we choose to give of our selves well it is just ..........<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/bdLyoCgDKFs" width="420"></iframe> I had to resign, why? That would be telling<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/zE-EMinj69o" width="420"></iframe>Be seeing you.Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-23048144042979716632015-02-02T23:34:00.001-09:002015-02-02T23:34:30.782-09:00Can you go back to nomal?I don't really know 'cause that normal stuff was so very far from my reality but I'm hopin' I really 'em because my normal might not work with your normal "I AM MESSENGER AND i KNOW HOW TO DIE". Did I mention that I'm from Spenard and If you fuck with me I will KILL YOU! This force that I an has been unleashed, May GOD have mercy on your souls.Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-60363745550227777112015-02-02T23:31:00.003-09:002015-02-02T23:31:54.554-09:00You a bike mressenger, right?There is sympathy for <a href="http://youtu.be/vBecM3CQVD8" target="_blank">some</a> but none for youKirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-65489173799746735152014-10-05T21:28:00.004-08:002014-10-05T21:35:20.094-08:00Elliot, Freddy,Bill, Mark Lee, Grumpy, Tommy and all the others whose names I can't rememberI miss you like all the others and this song is for you my brothers. I hope to be worthy to pass on your wit and wisdom to the young people.<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/ApuJ1un2FTU" width="560"></iframe>Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-35644591746919141622014-08-27T23:18:00.000-08:002014-09-10T02:07:49.710-08:00Any bikemessenger worth his/her salt can do thisAny time anywhere I can........<br />
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it is our nature it is what God has made us to be.We can "Kick out the Jams Motherfucker!". When something needs to go from point A to point B we are the ones that make it happen because we can kick out the jams.Thank you for that Lord.It might not be a skill of use now, but when all your texty internet bullshit breaks down,,,"Dam it! son I'm seventy freakin' years old and I managed to bunny-hop that radioactive mutant." Kick out the jamsKirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-41487150632986327092014-08-04T23:13:00.002-08:002014-08-04T23:13:45.034-08:00Where do bike messengers go when they dieFuck if I know but I like to think........<br />
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'cause we done our time in Hell.Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-43970788767542191642014-07-03T00:00:00.002-08:002014-07-03T00:00:51.733-08:00My day?It was wrong and it was right at the same time kind of like this just all fucked up.<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/qupH9aLF4hA" width="420"></iframe><br />Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-61993019186657645672014-06-12T23:30:00.005-08:002014-06-12T23:30:50.095-08:00When I rode the streets off this townI always tried to wear all black, cause SSDD<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/O2Gp2LtiGWs" width="420"></iframe><br />Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-8367667532778531982014-06-02T21:55:00.001-08:002014-06-02T21:55:13.160-08:00You were a bright shining star on Maui.I miss you darling like all the others but you get your own song. cause it's too late to say what I should have said.<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/Kd3FJGCvz_o" width="420"></iframe>Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-66085170719795219892014-05-22T22:27:00.003-08:002014-05-22T22:27:32.042-08:00I now fear the prospect of deathBack in the day it would have been fast and awful, now more likely it will be slow and awful.<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/jrxgVuaAk8s" width="420"></iframe><br />Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-67534063909243168732014-04-01T21:38:00.003-08:002015-04-17T01:22:20.056-08:00Tommy I miss you like all the others, this song is for you my brother.If ever there was a true friend to the Anchorage bike messenger, someone who "got it" without ever having been a messenger themselves it was Tommy Richards jr..I miss you, my brother<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/Xt5OZJ1LrbQ" width="420"></iframe><br />Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-87230862094896700852014-01-22T01:33:00.001-09:002014-01-22T01:53:19.120-09:00Retirerment is a joke.Not a funny one but......<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/rBOgF1Glxs4" width="420"></iframe>and still you long to join the dance once again. you might loose the use of your left arm, you might even die but the dance it calls to you, to your very soul. "come on little stranger/ seduce me once again................."<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/-rfjk_f34is" width="420"></iframe> or kill me .Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-9541399928799679022013-10-08T00:43:00.001-08:002013-10-08T03:28:31.461-08:00Can't a Motherfucker get no respect up here?Aint one goddam motherfuckin' word about the farthest north American bike messenger in any of this <a href="http://urbanvelo.org/urban-cycling-hall-of-fame-inaugural-class/" target="_blank">shit</a>, not like I don't know you fuckers, not like after fourteen years on the road here I might rate at least a mention? Fuck you guys I'm goin' club hoppin' with the joker.<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/Nf857kChnak" width="420"></iframe> Just kidding, much love and respect...still what 'em I chopped liver?Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-80148401669363770202013-10-07T22:53:00.003-08:002013-10-07T22:53:59.927-08:00Food is fuelIt's here, it's tasty.I can eat it now, well sign me up and give me some.....<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/dY-FOI-9SOE" width="420"></iframe> because at least I know the rat I'm getting.<br />
<br />Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-67173964233857491592013-09-25T20:14:00.001-08:002013-09-25T20:48:41.987-08:00You ask me and I tell you<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/k9QXY80OxS0" width="420"></iframe> That's who I am I am messenger and I know how to die but not today not like this,....<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/2UXFiBLhigM" width="420"></iframe>Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-89063756835662601452013-07-19T23:02:00.002-08:002013-07-19T23:04:46.194-08:00Remembered your name..evidently you've forgotten<a href="http://youtu.be/Be58J3SvsA4" target="_blank"> mine.</a> But that's okay, I lived up to the code and honor was served. Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-16826629822933287042013-06-10T22:03:00.001-08:002013-07-15T21:29:15.765-08:00Hard times in the city in a hard town by the sea.Ever get a song stuck in your head and you don't know why?..........<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5rcSb8LgPQc" width="420"></iframe> Oh, Anchorage man it's hard just to live, and the cities dieing and it don't know why. Maybe that hard town by the sea it's getting a little <a href="http://youtu.be/1EY7lYRneHc" target="_blank">soft</a> but it's still hard just to live...Might just move out to the Valley, raise some chickens, do a little grow-op, take my sister Sandy and my little brother Ray, shoot guns in my underwear, Yes there are differences, Baltimore is a poverty stricken, crime ridden sinkhole, while Anchorage has a strong economy betwixt the tourists and the oil, we'll be fine. No it's a death of spirit. Harden the fuck up Anchorage. That shit you read about in the news we've always had shit like that. Do the research. Maybe it might have something to do with who's doing the crimes?Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-28169152414734907482013-05-27T22:55:00.004-08:002013-05-27T22:55:47.944-08:00Ring the God dam bell, ring it because.....The losing another friend might hurt a litlle less, maybe 'cause like in that stupid movie they run every Xmas when a bell rings an angel might get their wings, Yeah I know , they were not first picks to be angels but it might move them up the promotion list. Ring that bell to drown out the under lying sadness.<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XMpjWxsPXOE" width="560"></iframe>Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-76609462610575031752013-05-13T21:59:00.003-08:002013-05-13T22:50:52.536-08:00On the roadI sometimes think about those moments, the perfect moments when alles klar herr Komisar, When I felt like Falco floating above the streets with the cops behind me. I miss it but the more you live the faster you will die.<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_w4Xulsjo5I" width="420"></iframe> and the other side of that well, in terms of seventies and eighties pop music enough time on that road, I hate people when their not polite.<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dHb7_steTDU" width="420"></iframe>Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-86178731410588103552012-11-28T01:26:00.003-09:002013-02-20T00:15:56.468-09:00Right song wrong version.Just a tad fucked and when I<a href="http://anchoragebikemessenger.blogspot.com/2012/11/i-miss-you-more-then-all-others-this.html" target="_blank"> posted</a> that song for you my brother I was all fucked-up and I should have posted this one,made before it hit the charts or at the least made sure it wasn't the one that cuts out in the middle. Now, this song is for you my brother<img class="CSS_LIGHTBOX_SCALED_IMAGE_IMG" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN26DPadkFBX1rYgprop-YaT8V7hCoFQcqWJyNsfXRYlp558KgqPTKB7A_rczv5Zsvs21ZVeHflXny6tUtsjFJN8ncQY4HmvL5xFbeExAX74p3ylUMiZrr3i2Ts-XPgUdnpfESTyJ8Hkgb/s1600/DSCN1610.JPG" style="height: 358px; width: 477px;" /><br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sjYWWDNZgas" width="420"></iframe><br />Kirkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08286644638034845050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538067910991177678.post-37580734624188184302012-11-28T00:22:00.002-09:002012-11-28T00:36:06.952-09:00He could play that harpAnd I'm not quite ready to talk about this shit. He was my friend and I miss him and he died and here's a song for you my brother 'cause you loved the blues and it's cold outside but it feels a little colder now.<br />
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