I Think It's Haunted

I saw an episode of Clean House a while ago that featured a woman who was a housekeeper in her daily job, yet utter slob in her own home.

I thought, "Man, that's embarassing."

Yeah, but I'm a bicycle mechanic, and I ride a creaking ticking tocking mess that cannot be fixed nor ignored. I'm embarrassed, not that the multitude of random strangers I pass know that I'm a professional mechanic.

Just a weirdo with a loud bike.

Sometimes it's when I pedal. Then it's not. It's really a ticking, but it happens when a creak would. Seriously, I've done almost everything. I've pulled tightened rebuilt regreased replaced adjusted everything. Every time, I swear this next thing is it.

It has to be.

I rode it with new parts off other bikes. Just until I hear it AGAIN. I found out that I'm no longer a fan of Chris King headsets. I like 31.8 bars. Sometimes, I swear it's tick tocking words to taunt me...

fuck... 


off...

So tomorrow, I have a new bottom bracket coming. I swear, I never thought it was that. It wasn't a bottom bracket kinda noise. We'll see. If it's not the BB, then it's the cranks. If it's not the cranks, then my frame or fork are BROKEN.

It's that serious now.