Custom Unicycle Helmets

There seems to be some interest in custom-painted helmets and vinyl decals in the unicycle community. This is a fast-growing market that many industries haven't reached out to yet, I'm learning. On one hand, I'm actively heading in several different career directions right now. On the other hand, these old airbrushes are paying our bills right now so I need all the outlets I can get for my work. It's actually kind of breathing some creative life into me, these guys are so excited at the idea of having custom paint on their lids :)

In particular there is one kid & we're talking about a pseudo-sponsorship. He makes videos, as I've learned a lot of young skater-like unicyclists do. And they usually have video of tricks and extreme things done on uni's, and they usually have driving metal or rap soundtracks. And so do Sam's videos. However, his video & editing equipment is a step or two above the others. And his music selections are exactly the stuff I find for myself at www.pandora.com, so I fully approve there. And one of his videos, his most recent, is so charming that I have to share it with the internet. I showed AK, and even though she hadn't seen the hundreds of normal extreme skater angry youth urban trials and mountain unicycling unicycling videos, and hence didn't see the context as I do . . . it still won her over :). Here is "La Mujercita" (and feel free to tell us, Kristen, what "La Mujercita" means. We suspect its "The Little Woman" but when I typed it into Babelfish it translated as "The Mujercita". Brilliant). . .



So we'll see.

Emily provided unisputable proof yesterday that drugs do in fact lead to delinquency and criminal behavior. Early in the day, she rifled through AK's purse and devoured what was left her Mothers Day (did you kiss those Mommies? Get ta' Mommy kissin' y'all!) chocolates. Canine biology is such that they're very susceptible to the effects of sugar and cocao. So she was The Tasmanian Poodle all day, tearing around like something between Taz and a coked-up caffeine-addict after 2 hours in a Starbucks: VERY wrong, but happy nonetheless. The interesting part was that our normally well-behaved, rule-abiding and authority-respecting dog seemed to be on the canine equivalent of a crime spree. She went dumpster diving first, wrecking the kitchen. AK put her in lock-down for that. When I set her free later in the day, she was out all of 30 seconds before she got up on the counter and ate the egg sandwich I later learned was to have been my breakfast. This put her back in the poodle clink. Someone somewhere let her out again, it wasn't me and for all I know she jumped a Triumph motorcycle sidecar-rig over a fence to bust out (she watches the Classic Movie Channel too much). I know she got out because of the monstrous pile of poodle droppings she left for me in the basement! Now in her defense on this one, just prior to that violation she did come to me with that spazzy "I need you to address me and my concerns right now" look. But in my defense, she hadn't looked any different all day. The rest of the day was spent playing inappropriately rough with the boys, being where she shouldn't and eating forbidden fruits from heretofore un-reachable-by-a-poodle places.

Bad Dog.

I hope Spring is being good to all of you! :)