Nerd Fest

Last Thursday myself Meg and Kat went to the Firefox 3 launch party in the Shooting Star near the Liverpool Street Station. It was fantastic fun and we got loads of free Firefox Swag, which we are adorned with in the picture. Kat was quite dangerous with her jaunty sideways hat action, but thankfully noone actually lost any eyes, just a few close calls.

Bits

These are the other parts of Audrey. The fork and handlebars have been painted and I've put them back on. The ball bearings were filthy and coated in solid old grease, so now that they are clean and have lovely fresh grease on, they are turning brilliantly. I'll get a picture later to put up. It's pretty cool.

New Dress

It has finally happened, Audrey has been painted. During the week I sanded and rust treated the frame, forks and handlebars. Then I primed them by painting them gray. This is how the frame looked on Saturday morning:


Then myself and Kat painted it all a random mix of red and blue. Here's Kat in her wonderfully unmatching socks in the back yard. Do you see the millions of leaves by her feet? We have a bloody enormous horse chestnut tree next door that floods us with leaves in the winter and a crazy japanese tree that does the same in the summer.


When the red and blue dried we stuck on lots of little stickers, then painted it black. Using a tweezers we took the stickers off and were left with some pretty cool patterns. I was considering putting a few stars around them place, but in the end what we did was write a load of my girl friend's names on the frame! It's really cool. It's very subtle so isn't really noticable till you look closely. This is the frame looking like a normal black bike:


And this is the decal on the front. I tried to save the original paint for the decal, but it was so rusty that it had to be treated and the treatment melted the paint. I like this one though, Audrey Hepburn; and the H is very similar to the Hercules H that was there before. Below is my name on the frame, I'll put up more later.

80's Night

There's an 80's clob near where I work called Reflex. We've been trying to go for a while but it gets completely jammed, so last Friday we made it a mission to get there on time so rocked up around 7 o clock for a night of total 80's mayhem. The place itself is pretty dingy, noone has felt the need to clean since the 80s, but the music and atmosphere is excellent. I never knew the people I work with are so fanatical about the 80s. David Hasslehoff is revered as a total hero in this place, here's a picture of me giving him the adoration deserved. No girls can pass without having a mandatory hug photo taken, this gem is near the front door. The night only got madder after this and now i am the proud owner of an inflatable electric pink flying v guitar.