»In which we are driving through Nevada

Thanks to the New York Times for pointing out that track bikes are the hipness, especially at King Kog in Billberg. The shop (and its propriertor, whose voice narrates the multimedia feature in the Times) does nothing for me with respect to fixies (powder-coated rims? five-spoke wheels? coloured 1/4" chains? Not for me!), but does remind me of the exuberant "uh-oh, I got a little problem" song by those wacky guys from Louisville.
30,000 fixed-gear frames sold in the U.S. last year; I swear, all of them wound up in San Francisco's Mission District. Or in "certain neighborhoods in Brooklyn":

Riders of fixed-gear bikes are as diverse as bike riders in general. Messengers are big fixie aficionados, but more and more fixed-gear bikes are being ridden by nonmessengers, most conspicuously the kind of younger people to whom the term “hipster” applies and who emanate from certain neighborhoods in Brooklyn. You see these riders weaving in and out of traffic without stopping, balancing on the pedals at a stoplight and in the process infuriating pedestrians and drivers alike.