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Tomorrow night (Thursday the 29th) the HUB is hosting the book launch of The Narrows, the debut novel of m. craig, longtime HUB employee (and your friendly HubLogger). The event is from 9pm-11pm, with a reading at 10pm. Copies of the book will be available for $10 and refreshments will be served throughout the night. Your favorites from the HUB family will be there, so come by and say hi!

Here’s a link to the facebook event page.

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It shouldn’t be all that surprising, amid stories of bikers being ticked for riding with a bag on their handlebars and riding outside of a bike lane (both of which are perfectly legal), that a cop would try to ticket someone for riding a bike while wearing a skirt (also perfectly legal), but exactly that happened to Jasmijn Rijcken this past May. Jasmijn was in New York for the New Amsterdam Bicycle Show and to swing by the HUB, where we sell her stylishly spacey VANMOOF bikes. Her story as since been covered by the New York Press, Streetsblog, and the Village Voice. In support of Jasmijn and our many skirt-wearing customers, the HUB is teaming up with the New Amsterdam Bicycle Show to host a skirt ride this Thursday. The ride starts at the HUB, at 139 Charles St, at 6.30 and circles back to the bike shop for a party afterwards.Bikes will be provided by the HUB for anyone who needs one. Attend our event and get more information on Facebook. Ladies, wear your skirts proud! Gents, come and show your support!

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This Saturday is our first annual Downtown Upright Bicycle ride! Join Bicycle for a Day, Hudson Urban Bicycles, and PUMA bikes on a tour of downtown Manhattan. Cruise along city streets and bicycle lanes on a twilight ride to celebrate upright bike culture. Enjoy the free post ride barbecue and check out the new line-up from puma-bikes.com.

Meet at Hudson Urban Bicycles 139 Charles St. 4PM

Ride leaves at 5PM sharp on Saturday September 18, 2010

The first 125 riders to RSVP get free food and drink! So RSVP here ASAP

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Big sheets of cardboard from leftover bike boxes waved up and down behind the small audience. Marlo and Sean and Kristoff and Stephanie took turns with the fans that perfectly matched the HUB’s DIY thriftiness. Our stage was a large piece of plywood, elevated by the buckets we use to water our growing garden. The curtain was a long maroon sheet of fabric that Molly draped over the rope I’d tied below the loft. Because we didn’t have electricity, a generator powered a single spotlight that washed light over the stage. Candles sat in a planter in the bathroom. LED bike lights shone from the metal branches of a sculptured tree that a neighbor donated to us.

Yesterday’s record heat didn’t deter the storytellers and poets from taking to the stage and sharing their words while sweat dripped from their brows. There was no sound system, just the acoustics of our garage space and a captive audience. Our first open mic was small, but cozy. Six people preformed to an audience of about thirty. I’ve been saying lately that I’d rather read the work of someone I know than buy a bestselling novel, and it hit me as I was sitting there, listening to one of my friends recite a poem he wrote, that I’d finally gotten exactly what I wanted. We had a forum to share our stories or poems or music with people that we knew and experience the art of someone we could talk to rather than some distant persona. After the readings were finished, everyone stayed around and drank and mingled and laughed. Community. All of this was about building community. Though none of the pieces had to do with bicycles, the whole event mirrored the HUB’s ethos of fostering real relationships instead of upholding some cold business-customer relationship.

I’m deeming Logophobia a success, and so we’ll be continuing it as a bi-monthly event. The next one will be on Tuesday July 20th, with the theme of childhood (chosen by one of the contributors, as we will continue to do from now on). I’ll be posting more information about other events, and the exact layout of future Logophobias some time this weekend. Tune in and stay cool!

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Thanks to emmagrady for uploading these onto YouTube!

Kaveri

Danush

Melissa and Oliver

Nick Bender

Jesse

Finale

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taking it in

October 24 was a day of deluge.  The rain would let up every fifteen minutes or so, only to rush back in stronger downpour.  My first trek into the wetness was to print out letters to our neighbors from George, telling them that we had the appropriate permits for the show and promising that we’d be finished by 12.  Huddled under an umbrella, I shoved the damp papers under fancy doors bordering the west of Hudson Street.  And then the craziness began.

Clean off the display case, rearrange the helmets, line up the show bikes.  Shawn and Nick crouched up on the elevated catwalk, powerdrilling wooden panels into the floor.  Steve cleaned off his workbench, flipped it over, and cleaned it again.  “Look at that,” he said with a laugh.  “One, two, three, and we have a bar.”  Lindsi sat at the front of the shop on her black Macbook, typing out the program for the night, calling to me occasionally to check the model list for what someone was wearing.  Matt taped together bamboo poles to create the ‘mirror’ that each model would pose in before descending the first ramp.  George was everywhere.  The HUB was in a state of cacophony.  The mechanics already moved all of the bikes into the basement next door the day before, but there was still a lot of work to be done before the HUB would be transformed into a venue worthy of New York’s first bicycle fashion show.

Around five, things were starting to come together, and the rain had fallen into one of its lulls.  George handed me the key to his flatbed and gave me the address to The City Bakery on 18th and 6th.  It was time to pick up the catering.  Maneuvering Ge0rge’s extended tricycle through Manhattan’s cutthroat streets is never anything short of exciting.  To a road bike gal like myself, mounting the flatbed is like moving to a Mac Truck when all you’ve ever ridden is a motorbike.  Instead of worrying about getting thrown off of my wheels, I had to be careful not to sideswipe SUVs or plow down pedestrians.  And the flatbed has a tendency to take on a mind of its own.

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