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Welcome to America

April 6, 2009

I am in New York – working at the Brooklyn International Film Festival in Williamsburg.

‘Til I get deported…

I had used a pic of a guy in

I’ve been in town since Wednesday and have had some mad (and bad) luck.

Luckily I have landed on my feet and am staying for free at some couch surfing hosts’ house. I came to Brooklyn last in Feb where I met a bunch of great people, so I’m kinda set up for my time here.

Brought my bike here with BA (you can take one piece of ‘sporting equipment’) and my roomy built it up. The lockring slipped during the re-build so I headed to AFFINITY cycles on Grand to get that tightened and now my fixed is fixed!

So, sun was out in force on Sunday. Too wary to ride all the way to Astoria, Queens, I took a mammoth subway ride from downtown Brooklyn to Broadway, Astoria. Me and my old room-mate from Hackney, E. London went to get our nails done (me – hot pink, with the first letter of my first name in white. Her pale sun-goes-down orange) and Red Velvet cupcakes. (Of course).

When that was done, we headed home early as she had to cook for her keep in Greenpoint and I had a date with my bike. (By the by, bike is hot pink to match nails. Or is it vice versa?)

Weather was still super hot. (Short shorts hot)

Me and the roomy headed up to Bedford Ave towards to W’Burg Bridge to find my office. Nice ride there, no probs. The way back was a different story.

We were riding down Franklyn (I think) on the outskirts of BedStuy.

We were going slow and calm, as we have been all weekend cos otherwise I get freaked out by NY traffic, when this cop truck appeared – going the WRONG way down a one way street and on the side of us bicycles.

My roomy hopped up on the curb and I followed him slowly, kind of unsure my tyres would make it up there. Second tyres hit sidewalk the cop car goes: ‘put your bikes up against the fence and stand still’.

We had no idea why. We had just jumped onto the pavement to avoid being run over. Anyway, they asked for our IDs – I didn’t have one me, prompting the response: ‘You’re riding round the projects with no ID? You’s get shot or knocked down, to us you’s just another Jane Doe‘.

I had to bit my lip and stop myself excitedly adding: ‘Like in The Wire??’

But I certainly didn’t say ‘sorry, officer’.

Seriously, they just wanted to fuck wit’ us. They could see we were on the road and that we moved onto the pavement to get out their way, about to rejoin the road once they got the fuck out of the bike path.

They ran our names through the files and obviously found that we have no record. We’re nice kids with flash bikes enjoying a warm night. Like we have records. Set on giving us one, they issued us with a summons and a court date.

I will be in court in New York at 2pm on 10th June. Cop was like: ‘I know this is your first offence but this is a quality of life issues, there;s nothing I can do, I got orders. You now have a summons. I’m sure the judge will throw it out of court’.

You’re sure s/he’ll throw it out of court? THEN WHY DO WE HAVE TO GO?

If I get convicted or whatever I won’t be let back in the country and may even get deported then and there.


Welcome to America.

PS. I had used a pic of a guy in handcuffs above, crediting the photographer, but received the following comment:

‘YOu thanks jsdart for use of photos-
Your are welcome-but you do not have my permission to use my all rights reserved copyright marked images with paying me 25 dollars- the fee I charge to anyone who wants to use my images for web use.
I’m giving you 24 hours to remvoeremove photo other wise-please pay my fee of $25 to juliedermasnky@yahoo- on paypal on line-that is my paypal account.
I turn over all unauthorized use of my work to a collection agency if I get no response.
Julie Dermansky’

So no pic now.


My Life Aquatic – LFGSS take on the Serpentine

August 30, 2008
The Life Aquatic

The Life Aquatic

Imagine the scene, 34 bikes and 34 riders all swapping the road and track for The Serpentine, Hyde Park. Among others, those waging war in pedal-powered boats on Saturday were Team Zizou, the ArmBandits, Bagman and Robin, The Vikings and mine – Sink Tank.

Team Zizou, taken by the boy on the bike, aka LFGSS's Velocity Boy

Team Zizou, taken by the boy on the bike, aka LFGSS's V.B

Arm Bandits, taken by the boy with the bike

One of the ArmBandits, taken by the boy with the bike

The Vikings, taken by LFGSSs Velocity Boy

The Vikings, taken by LFGSS's Velocity Boy

The sun was out, and though Sink Tank (totally unexpectedly) came first in our heat, there was no second round in which to test our ‘beginners’ luck’.

Just as we sailed up to the shore to give our boat to the next racers, the two lifeguards arrived to spoil everyone’s fun.

The refused to believe that we had paid for the boat rental, hooked up unfortunate pedalo peddlers’ pedalos up to their red motorboats and took them to their jetty on the other side of the lake.

Two boaters about to get towed

Two boaters about to get towed

After ruining everyone’s fun (tourist’s included), the two jobsworth’s called the police on us, who dorve up to our party to demand: ‘‘Ello, ello, ello, whats ging on ‘ere then?”

After much, “Honest guv, we have paid and we simply want to race a few times in the name of gentlemanly sport”, they laughed the whole thing off.

Nevertheless, the race was over and a picnic resumed. (oh, not before we’d had about six people storm a pedalo in protest and one guy dive in after the particularly angry lifeguard started towing his boat).

See the dive here:

The Escape

The Escape