Grisly pics posted below. WARNING: Not for the faint of heart!
Dangit! This damn frame! It’s the darndest thing! I blew a fuse when I plugged in the grinder, so I decided to use my DeWalt battery-powered reciprocating saw to do the dirty deed, and wouldn’t you know? Just when I got it close to the frame, monkeys suddenly flew out of my butt.
Oh, I am SO-O-O-O incorrigible!
OK, OK, OK.
YES, the seat post is stuck.
YES, I’m going to make every effort to remove it safely (some of you may have seen this post I made a scant 24 hours before I received this bike in the mail):
http://www.retrobike.co.uk/forum/viewtopic.php?t=206035
Yes, I’m taking a day off work today because I’m sick as a dog, so I’ll have time to try to defend myself against the impending onslaught of slings and arrows of critique.
Oh, and YES, my neighbor is a retiree who shoots first and asks questions later, so nobody better be snooping around my place looking for bikes unless they want some lead in their britches.
NO, I didn’t take it to any bike shops.
NO, I didn’t take a hacksaw to it (or a grinder wheel, or a reciprocating saw).
NO, I’m not going to cut it (I think I’d sooner cut one of my legs).
And, to set the record straight, most emphatically NO, monkeys did NOT fly out of my butt.
The 1989 Alien is my dream bike. It was my first MTB. I bought one NEW back in 1989, and I rode the living snot out of it for years. At one point several years ago, I bent the rear end, probably from riding so many wheelies on it, and I took it to the local bike guru to have it healed. I kept riding it for years after that, but in the back of my mind I was always thinking I should get another just in case it breaks beyond repair.
Long story short, I found the RB website a few years back, and subsequently got severely bitten by the e-stay bug. I count more than 60 bikes now, MANY beaters in need of TLC, some rideable but I’d still want to completely rebuild them so I know that I can depend on them, and some in pristine or even NOS condition that I don’t dare hardly even look at for fear that I’ll devalue them. A few of them are too big for me, but I bought them for the parts (I’ll post the frames for sale when I have more time). I buy them when I see them and I’ll get them up and running when I have the time.
As for this Alien, I don’t care if takes an eternity, I’m going to patiently coax the seatpost out of this bike. I may have to sweet-talk it, I may have to buy it flowers, and I may even cuddle up with it at night – whatever it takes. Hell, I might even have to lick it so that no-one else will want it!
Why did I post this ruse? I was bored and feeling a bit giddy because I finally scored my dream bike, and I just couldn’t resist the opportunity to ruffle a few feathers, yank a few chains, and reel in a few fish. Hey, it’s all in good fun. No bicycles were harmed during the posting of this thread. Maybe a few bruised egos?
I hope some of you had a few laughs, and for those that got spun up and rubbed the wrong way, I’ll try to make it up to you. If I ever meet up with any of you guys in person, I’ll have to buy you a few rounds of beer to set things straight again (that is, of course, after the obligatory pantsing, the atomic wedgies, and the swirlies).
I guess it would serve me right, though, if the Karma gods decided that I will never be able to remove the seatpost.
And now I suddenly feel like a soccer goalie (I guess most of you guys call it football), and it’s Free Kick time. OK, I’m ready (one hand covering my face, the other covering my babalones).
(Referee blows whistle)