So at work here, I use net send quite a bit as it's a great way to have servers notify me when they are done with certain parts of our builds that we do.

After we changed passwords everywhere on the network last week, NET SEND suddently stopped working on my machine. Now I'm not 100% sure that it had something to do with changing the passwords -- however -- it no longer works.

Now here is where it gets rather strange:
I can SEND from this machine to others just fine.
If I'm receiving a net send message, I can *hear* the beep from the message -- just no popup window.

I've hunted through the Internet for two days now and have yet to find an answer. Last time this happened (it's not the first time), I ended up getting fed up with it and just reformatted -- at which point everything started working just fine again.

Anywase, it's rather annoying.
*kicks his work puter*

--B--

So -- I was reminded again tonight that I hadn't yet posted anything on the climbing trip that we did so I'm finally getting around to it -- my apologies for the lateness...

My Lover's Leep Trip
The group:
Dan
Candace
Sarah
Paul
Aaron
Barley (the dog)
Me!

The trip for me really started on Thursday evening. I headed to the gym to meet up with Sarah and Dan to find out when we were leaving. They were planning on leaving Saturday morning which would have been okies but while we were trying to decide things, Aaron stopped by. He could only stay until Sunday evening and he was leaving on Friday night. So I offered to go with him to make sure we had a campsite saved for the group who would be up Saturday afternoon. It also let me get in one more climb! w00p! I headed home and finished packing. I got all my gear in two bags -- one for clothes and one for climbing equipment. Plus my sleeping bag, boulder pad, tent, etc.

So Friday night we started out leaving Santa Rosa around 8ish -- arriving in Strawberry, CA arround 12:30am. We stopped by the first "official" campground run by The Access Fund -- it was swamped full. The day-parking was full -- not to mention the campground parking.

So we headed back up Highway 50 for another couple miles to the "overflow" campground. It was quite kewl really -- we ended up much closer to the clijmbing and only had to deal with very little shade in the morning. And no pit-bathrooms. But we gained a river with ice-cold water in it, fewer people around, and a short hike to climbing! It was quite nice really. I set up camp -- camp being two crash pads laid out and a sleeping bag on top of 'em. It was really quite comfortable. Stretched out -- and was asleep in hardly any time at all.

Day 1

Now we didn't have watches to really pay close attention to the time so I don't know exactly what time I woke up. But I got up feeling quite refreshed. It was probably around 8:30-9:00am-ish. I lucked out and had shade when the sun came up. Some nice trees blocking the sun for me. I woke up and wandered around a little -- came across this old abandoned house that was pretty kewl -- and decided to head back and see if Aaron had woken up yet.

After grabbing some granolla I sat back and watched Aaron make breakfast. Only his breakfast looked AWESOME. It was diced potatoes fried in some olive oil along with some bell peppers. Mixed that together with some eggs -- throw in some cheese, some hot sauce -- and put it on a tortilla and you suddenly have a breakfast burrito! He offered some since he *said* he had made more then he could eat -- really I think he saw me eyeing his food hungrily and felt bad that I had only eaten, as he called it, dirt.

Then it was time to gear up -- that including going through all our gear and figuring out what we were going to need to take with us and what we could leave behind. Basically we used all of Aaron's equipment and used my rope. After putting on our harnesses, gathering up the other gear, rope, chalk bags, climbing shoes, and other assorted necessities (fud and water in that list) we headed on over to the base of the climb. It was about a 15 minute hike over and then without much waiting, we were off. Aaron, since he was leading, got to pick the routes we did that day.

So -- what was my first trad/multi-pitch climb you ask? Haystack. It was rated 5.8 and was 3 pitches (just under 600 feet in length). We managed to climb a pitch an hour. So the route took us around 3 hours. It was unbelievable. I had been very worried about being up that high -- I'm not really scared of hights but you never know when you get up there -- there is a big difference between being 40ft up and being 400ft up. But everything was just fine -- I was relaxed in my climbing and sitting at the belay ledges was quite relaxing with an amazing view! The only time I started to tense up was in the second pitch. There was a roof maneuver that if you climbed it correctly, it was a 5.8 move. If you didn't -- well -- I think the way I did it the first time was much more like a 5.10b/c move.

I knew the roof was coming and Aaron even mentioned it and that it was the hardest part on the entire route. He then proceded to tell me that he wasn't going to give me the beta for the move and that I'd just have to pay attention and figure it out. No problem -- I can do this -- it's only a 5.8, right? Well when he got to the move, the sun had just peeked over the edge of the roof making it impossible to watch how he did the move. After he finished the pitch I got up, made my way towards the roof and just couldn't see how he had made it look so easy. I made it -- but I decided that I didn't like doing roofs without the beta. And of course once I got past the move I saw how I should have done it. Ah well -- live and learn!

We topped out sometime in the early afternoon and walked back down to get some food. We saw Dan's truck so we knew everyone else had arrived but there wasn't any sign of them around. So we headed back up to do East Crack -- another 5.8. This one went smoooooothly and while on the third pitch, we spotted Sarah below us. She shouted up that the rest of them were going to go bouldering down at the other campground. Again, this climb took right around 3 hours with us finishing up around 5ish in the evening.

Got back to "base camp" and I sat down and started nodding off. It was the farthest I'd ever climbed. The rest of the group was back at camp so we all sat around talked for a bit -- they hadn't yet gone bouldering and it was starting to get dark. They all finally decided to hike down to the main camp to get some last minute bouldering in before it was completely dark.

Aaron started making dinner which again he was kind enough to share. It ended up being GREAT. It was a box of something like mac'n'alfredo, fresh bell peppers lightly fried again, some cilantro, and a couple sausages that were nice'n'spicy. I'm not sure if it was cause I was so hungry or what, but it was one of the best meals I've had while out on "the road" and camping. It was NUMMY!!!

Everyone else showed back up and they started to make their own dinner. It was Dan's 40th birthday (yah -- he's REALLY old now!) so we had gotten some wood together to have a good little fire to help him celebrate. After their spaghetti dinner, the girls (Sarah and Candice) brought out the brownies they had made for Dan. They even managed to stick 40 candles in one of the pans. With a little help from the wind he managed to blow them all out and then it was time for brownies!! Yay!!!

I had never really been around a bunch of other climbers before -- at least not more then whats normally in "my group" so I was rather surprised when other "random" climbers came and joined us at our fire. It was really quite kewl. Candice impressed everyone with her knowledge of obscure religions and Paul hooked up with someone else who was wanting to do a night climb. It was a full moon that night.

After a couple hours around the campfire everyone started drifting off towards their beds and I re-assembled mine and zonked right out.

Day 2

I woke up to see Dan standing about 10 feet away and was up with a start. It wasn't so much that it was shocking to wake up to his grizzly image (okay -- so he wasn't grizzly but you know what I mean) but that I had no idea what time it was and if everyone was waiting on me. Luckily people were still waking up and getting their days started. It was quickly decided that Aaron and Paul would climb together as they had to be back for work on the next day (Monday).

The rest of us kinda just lounged around. I moved my gear down to where their campsite was and we tried to decide who was going to climb what. After a serious lack of decision within the group we all agreed that since there were still lots of people around that climbing at The Leap could be difficult. Our other options? 90 Foot wall with sport climbing and DL Bliss with bouldering. We decided to start at DL Bliss and see how that went -- possibly going to 90 Foot wall after that.

It was supposed to be about a 20 minute drive (according to the girls who were navigating) -- but that quickly turned into about an hour drive. That wasn't all *that* terrible. We got to the turnout and all hopped out of the vehicles and realized we had forgotten to stop for water before we got there. And it was a hot day. And we were going to be climbing on white granite. And there was little shade around. But that all came later. First we had to find the place.

The directions we had gotten off a website were -- well -- not good at best. We walked down the "sandy ravine" which looked like it had been washed out several times in the past couple years. The first set of rocks were only supposed to be 100 yards from where we parked. Well after about 200 yards we started really wondering where these rocks were. There happened to be two places we could boulder at -- the first place which we ended up never finding -- and a second place with a good network of trails and boulders you could see. We ended up spotting cars from down in the small stream-cut dip we were in and walked up to them, found the trails, and saw the rocks.

Again, the directions on where there were actual climbs was quite misleading and we spent considerable time trying to decide where each climb was supposed to be. We wanted to warm up on som V0's (although we were all really quite warm already). We finally tracked down a couple of promissing boulders and hopped on 'em. With a couple V0's in our bag, we turned to finding climbs that were in the shade. It was rapidly approaching the mid-90's out and with no breeze it was just dang hot. Candice found a promising boulder with what looked like at least two routes. And it was in the shade.

We decided that we'd eat some food before attempting anything else so after a quick lunch break, it was back to these two problems. I finally finished one of them -- it wasn't on the printout from the website that we had but I'd rate it a hard V3 -- at least it was a hard V3 in that heat. It might've been not all that bad if it wasn't so dang hot out. We moved to another climb that was mostly in the shade -- it was rated a V0+ in the book -- I think primarily because it was quite a high-ball. Candice sent it without a single hiccup and so I hopped on it. Let me tell you -- you get up about 20 feet off the ground and without a rope and you start wondering exactly what you are doing. It makes my palms sweaty just thinking about it! I topped it off (there was no hopping off this climb) and downclimbed the slab on an opposite corner to get back down -- then it was off to try and find another climb in the shade.

We found another boulder -- actually I think it was Barley who officially found it since he was laying underneath it in the shade. It looked like a fun traverse along the top "rail"-like edge. Everyone gave it a couple shots and we'd each make it a little farther each time. This was super slabby handholds and teansy weansy footholds. I learned all about ticking food holds with chalk so you could see 'em when you were climbing the problem. There wasn't any tape out here labeling the feet with nice big markers. Everyone else had given up on the route as it was obviously not climbed often -- if at all -- the top rail had loose granite that you had to slap hard to keep from moving -- and it was the little crumbly granite that looks like cottage-cheese. However I was on a mission. I wasn't going to leave this place with a climb started and not finished! So I made it a little farther each time and finally got to the end of the rail and was like now what. So I topped it out -- turning the rail into a mantle and getting feet way high and finally getting to the top.

Dinner that night was going to be another night of pasta but we had decided that we deserved Pizza after being out in the blazing sun all day. We stopped back on our way through S. Lake Tahoe and got some water, found out where there was a good pizza joint and went and enjoyed some excelent Pizza food. Then it was back to camp and another nice fire at which Dan brought out a bottle of wine that he had brought to celebrate his birthday. After passing around the bottle (nobody had brought glasses -- or really anything like cups) we hit the sack what was probably really quite early. But it had been a long day in the sun -- and at least for me -- a quite fullfilling day. I know the other four (including Barley) didn't really enjoy their day out at DL Bliss but I really did.

Day 3

On the third day we had decided to actually do some more trad leading. We woke up, ate breakfast and had another group un-decision time trying to figure out which climb everyone was going to do. Sarah wanted to do Haystack as she had lead the first and third pitches but not the second pitch (with the roof). Candice, the other leader out of the four of us left, wasn't 100% confident that she could lead it. After thinking it through tho, she decided she'd be ok.

I pared up with Sarah and after talking it over with Candice, decided that we'd be climbing first. So back up Haystack I went. It was a fun climb the first time around and it was just as fun the second time. It's interesting following different leaders -- you could see how their styles differed in placing gear. Both were solid climbers and I felt confident in their leading abilities. Sarah is a little less "seasoned" and each nut that she placed was yanked on hard enough that I had to use the nut tool on each one to get it out. It was amazing! Every single time she placed a nut it was SO solid that I had to really work to get them out.

On the second pitch, the one with the roof, Sarah got up and was trying to work the roof and ended up taking a good 15-20foot fall. The last piece she was clipped into was a very solid piton that had probably been there for at least 20 years -- but it held just fine (I wonder how many falls it has held?!?) but she got back on the rock and in a very shaky voice told me she was going to start climbing again. This time she made it through with flying colors. As I got up to the roof, I remembered the beta I had figured out and sailed right through it without even a stumble. I topped out the climb and we decided to wait at the top for Candice and Dan to finish the route. Only Candice missed the teansy third belay point and ended up doing a hanging belay when she ran out of rope. It took them another good 45 minutes to an hour to top off so Sarah went and got Barley who was waiting ever so patiently at the base of the climb and I waited at the top for Dan and Candice to arrive.

Once they did it was back down to camp to eat lunch and finish packing everything away for our trip home. We decided to eat lunch at the other campground as it had not only shade but pit-toilets and running water! We ate a great lunch and then the other three took me up to the boulders that were nere this campground to show me some of the routes. I decided to give two of 'em a quick shot and flashed right through a V0 and then went to another one that Dan had fallen off the previous day. He and I worked it and after listening to the girls' beta, I decided to make up my own since they were doing it the "short-persons" way. After falling off it a couple times I finally managed to keep my feet on the rock, make all the cross moves and hit the last hold. It was deffinately a V4 -- at least for us *taller* people (the girls had said they thought it was way easy for a V4 -- but we proved them wrong! Or maybe I was just really tired from 3 days of pretty solid climbing??).

We took a couple pictures of the "remaining group" and then it was time to head back home.

A big thanks to Dan and to Aaron for giving me a ride both *to* and *from* Lover's Leap!! And a big thanks to everyone else who went and helped make this a great trip!

Stupid Moments
Okay -- everyone has stupid moments -- when you are tired from a day of climbing or not thinking things through completely -- or maybe when you just think outloud... we had several of those. In fact out of the 6 of us that went, 3 of us kept having them over and over!

Brent: Of course I think this one is the most emberassing -- but probably because it was just me. But this goes to show you -- if your leader asks you to do something -- you do it! On our approach to my second trad climb (East Crack), Aaron looked back at me and said, "I can't remember if I grabbed my car keys -- can you check my back pocket?" To which I looked at him like he was on crack and then reached out and patted his rear pocket on his shorts. "No no no NO not that pocket -- the back pocket on my backpack!!" At which point I turned BEET RED. Ah well...

Dan: Dan had two moments. The first was on Sunday morning when we were trying to decide where to go. There were ants EVERYWHERE at our camp. One crawled up his leg and up his shorts. He suddenly jumped up screaming "Ant's in my pants are sure getting me goin'!".

The second was later that day while out at DL Bliss. I was getting ready to go climb another bouldering problem and was trying to get everyone else to have *some* energy in the heat. Dan looked at the other two and said, "Boy -- Brent sure is Hung Go!"

Candice: These events all happened on the day of bouldering at DL Bliss except for mine. However, Candice's was really quite humorous. After being out in the sun all day we had gone to have Pizza. We were standing outside waiting for a table (was around a 20 minute wait) and Candice was staring at the Pizza sign. After a couple seconds she blurts out, "479 to 1950?" To which Sarah and I just looked at her blankley. Then it dawned on me. I said, "Thats the telephone number, Candice" -- to which she replied "Oh -- I thought it was dates". Sarah and I both cracked up laughing. It was just a long day.

Full set of pictures can be found here.

Thanks to Candice, Dan, Sarah, Paul, Aaron, and Barley for a GREAT Trip!!

It's raining here in Santa Rosa right now. In July. In the summer. In California.

What is up with that?
--B--

Posted from SprintPCS through Blogfoot.

This is Mike. He's now no more. Indirectly because of him I worked a 14 hour day today.
buh-bye Mike!

--B--

Posted from SprintPCS through Blogfoot.

Well... it was bound to happen...
I turned on logging for websites and left the default directory setup -- that being on the C drive on the server. The log files quickly filled up the system partition wreaking havoc all over the place -- from blank emails to ftp problems -- it all happened today here on squeeek.net.

My apologies to everyone! I'll stay on top of the log files (and I moved 'em to another drive as well).

Among cleaning up free disk space I also installed SP4 for Windows 2000 and a couple other security updates from Microsoft.

Server appears to be much happier now!
--B--

1. Did you like summer as a kid? Do you like summer as an (pseudo) adult? Why? If you live somewhere where there are seasons, what do you like most about summer climate-wise?
a) Yes
b) No -- I dno't get it off to go have fun anymore.
c) The good weather and long days make it easy to go outside and do things outdoors. I like the outdoors. They are kewl.

2. Have you taken any vacations/excursions this summer? If so, wadja do?
a) Yes
b) I went rock climbing at Lover's Leap. It was kewl.

3. What is your most memorable summer vacation? Or, if your family was habit-like, what did you do in the summer for vacation?
We never really went anywhere for summer vacations -- maybe short camping trips and such but nothing spectacular. Most memerable? Probably bicycling down through big-sur the summer before my 8th grade year. Took 2 weeks to do it and carried all our gear on our bikes. It was way fun. Hopefully I will be able to do a similar trip this summer...

Bonus Question for Comments: Would you like to have a job (like being a teacher) where you have your summers off? What would you do with an entire 3 months of nothing to do?
a) Yes.
b) Fun things outside!

Okay...
So I order a studio desk from Musician's Friend about 2 months ago. It was going to be way kewl and work great and all that good stuff. It would hold my keyboard, some rack gear, my computer, etc. I was so jazzed to finally have a good workstation to do music at!!

The box comes by FedEx Ground and is totally trashed when it gets here. I take it home thinking that it would still be functional and when I open the box, not only is there scratches in several of the sections, but several pieces are missing out of the box. This all happened about 9 days after I had placed the order. Heck -- I even cleaned my office so that I could put the whole thing together!

So... it comes damaged. No problem, right? Give Musician's Friend a call, have them start a damage claim, I'll get a new one in a week or two. Now, I give them two weeks and when I don't here anything from them, I give them a call. They are still waiting on FedEx to deliver it back to them. OK -- I can see that. So I give them another week. Oh -- they are *still* waiting on FedEx. OK -- there were storms in the midwest -- maybe since it was sent by ground, there were problems getting it across country. Six weeks go by and still nothing. They had said they would contact me and let me know status updates on the whole thing -- did I get a single phone call? No.

Today I give them a call to find out what the heck is going on and they say "Oh -- we just got it yesterday and credited the card you placed the order on" -- I was shocked! Did they call me to let me know they were going to do that? Hadn't they said that they were going a) contact me and let me know as soon as they had any updates? b) send me a replacement desk?

So I started to get pissed -- the guy on the phone was like "Hey -- it was FedEx's fault -- nothing we could do" -- thats way untrue! They could have checked the weight of the box on FedEx's site -- saw that it was the correct weight and size, saw that FedEx admitted it was damaged in transit, and sent me a new one right away. They could have called me to let me know what was going on. They could have contacted me before crediting my card to let me know that they had received it and that this is what they were going to do. They could have frickin' emailed me if they were too busy to deal with calling me!!! I told him to cancel the order and that I would be doing this -- writing it up on my website. He sputtered something to the effect of "You can't slander us! We'll find that posting and have it removed" -- I pointed out that this was a private website on hardware that I owned and there wasn't a whole lot he could do about it. I also pointed out that I was the customer and that I had purchased the item from Musician's Friend -- they could place blame elsewhere, but ultimately the fault, as far as I am concerned, was with Musician's Friend.

He got really upset at that and I asked to speak to his supervisor. The supervisor came on the line and said that there wasn't a whole lot he could do -- basically giving the impression that he didn't give a shit. Thats fine. My business can be done elsewhere for music-related supplies from now on. He apologized for the fact that I was told that I would be getting a phonecall about the status of the return and never did. But it was quite apparent that the guy wasn't going to be willing to do anything for me. Oh -- and if I ordered it again, they wanted to charge me shipping. Again.

So I told him no thanks, I wouldn't be purchasing anything from Musician's Friend again and that they had just lost my business. He said that was fine and I said okay, goodbye and hung up the phone.

Now maybe it's just me, but I can't believe that these companies treat their customers this way. Service has gotten sooooo poor that when you get even mediocre service, it's like wow -- I'm being treated like a king!

Let me give you an example of GOOD SERVICE:
I call the bike store where I normally shop -- the wheels on my road bike need to be trued. I know they are probably pretty busy and am thinking that they won't be able to get to me until next week sometime. After being transfered to the service desk, they tell me there isn't any way they can fit me in today but that if I drop off the wheels they will do their absolute best to get them done by the weekend. This is already better then I was expecting -- and much MUCH better service -- they were willing to work with me! Maybe it wasn't 100% what I was hoping for but it's a lot better then the worst case scenario I had planned on. Plus -- when I take it in, they'll also (without me asking them to) check the breaks, check the shifting, and make sure everything is nice and lubed up. Now THAT is good service.

--B--

UPDATE
Missy gave Musician's Friend a call, talked to the manager of the second guy I had talked to and explained what was going on and what had happened -- this guy was willing to work to get my business back -- I'm getting the desk for $100 -- their cost -- plus shipping through a trucking company instead of through FedEx. That brought the total to like $147ish I think. While I'll go ahead and get the desk from them for this price, I'm going to be real hesitant purchasing anything else from them in the future. I hate having to talk to a supervising manager before being treated like a customer and not just something further down the food chain.

So I went shopping tonight -- got a couple more things -- a nut remover for removing stuck nuts -- and a climbing helmet. Along with lots of film. 8 rolls of film. w00p!

I'm waiting on Aaron (sp?) who should be here any moment now to pick me up. Everything has been packed and repacked and moved around so we should be all good to go. I'll be attempting to post items to my linkfilter account from my new cell phone. It takes pictures and works over the SprintPCS Vision network. Not 100% sure that they have coverage up there but hopefully they will! So for updates on the trip (at least pictures) check out:
My Linkfilter Journal.

A full writeup and hopefully tons of pictures will be ready hopefully on Wednesday.

L8tz all!
--B--

Things to do before 7pm today

Redo backpacks -- put clothes in small duffle bag and move all climbing gear to bigger backpack
Make sure that asthma enhaler makes it into a bag
Put together meds baggy with alergy meds, ibuprofen, etc
Grab rubber ducky
Grab 5.10 approach shoes

Shopping & Other:
Pick up 400 or 800 speed film from Shutterbug
Go by bank and take out cash

If there is time:
Sonoma outfitters
Pick up climbing helmet?
Gear Sling - none in stock. Just use runners?
Gear cleaner

1. What do you think technology will be like in 10, 20, 30 years? Where do you see it going?
From what I have seen about technology that is currently being worked on, I don't think a lot will change in 10 years. Sure -- we'll have faster and smaller computers, more storage space, minor improvements to this and that. But the really kewl changes are probably at least 20 years out. Like heavy use of nanotechnology, cheap incredibly high resolution, incredibly thin tv's and monitors, the next generation of PC's using some technology that is only being researched right now (think living computers that you have to feed to keep them operating at peek effiecency), etc. 30+ years out? That's anybody's guess.

2. Not that it can get much worse, but what do you think the future holds for music? And what about the music business? Do you think things will remain the way they are now, or change for the better/worse?
On Linkfilter I recently saw a poll that said basically, "What is the biggest threat to the music industry?" The possible answers were something like:
The RIAA
Music "pirates"
Lillix/Avril/every other "big new thing"
50 cent
Lack of money
Lack of good artists

There were quite a few good comments posted on this poll. I voted the RIAA -- since several of the other options were directly related to what the RIAA does. The lack of good artists, for example, is because the RIAA is trying to give us "what we want" (or at least what they think we want). Can it get worse? Yes. Can it get better? Well, since I rarely purchase music that is done by a mainstream artist or on a mainstream label, I think it's already gotten better. Several artists, including names like They Might Be Giants, Wendy Carlos, and Erasure all are on either their own labels, or on private labels. This has allowed the artists themselves much more freedom to do what they want, when they want. So in this regards, yes -- things can and are getting better. Mainstream music? It's going to get much worse before it gets better.

3. Where do you see yourself in 20 years? Do you want to do what you're doing now, or something else? Do you foresee little you's running around? Think you'd ever like to move? Why or why not?
I don't think I will be doing this in 20 years. Squeek help me if I am. *shudder* What would I like to be doing? I'd like to be doing one of the following: a) Teaching music b) Writing music. When will I get there? I don't know. Right now though, while the pay is good and all that, I'm ready for a change of careers. Maybe a fireman? Then I could drive the Hook'n'ladder -- the guy driving the rear wheels...

No -- no little me's. Move? I think so. While this location in Calif. isn't all that bad, it's not "home". Where would I move to? I'd like to be back in the Santa Barbara region -- it's the best part of Calif. in my opinion.

Bonus Questions for Comments: Is growing old a curse, or cool? Why?
Neither -- it's a fact of life.

I received this email from Corey Evans, an old friend from High School. He now owns Dr. J's Bicyclery in the Santa Ynez Valley. It seemed rather kewl so I thought I'd post it for all to enjoy:

Here's a thought to ponder as we enter the first week of the Tour de France. Last January when the US Postal Team was training in the Santa Ynez Valley, a couple of the team mechanics stopped by Dr. J's for some parts. Apparently, when the team comes to Solvang, they are given their brand new bikes for the season. We saw them building the bikes behind the Royal Scandinavian the week before the team arrived. Anyways, coupled of the guys came in the shop looking for some star fangled nuts. These are the expanding nuts inside the head tube that receive the stem bolt on threadless headsets.

Anyways, one guy opened a bag filled with 1" diameter nuts, but said he really needed 1-1/8" inch nuts. I sold them all 20 of the 1-1/8" star fangled nuts I had in the shop. Now as the Tour is almost upon us, I am proud to say that my star-fangled nuts are embedded in the bikes that will hold the world's attention for the next 20 days as Lance rides on to his 5th consecutive tour win.