Casey hales from Portland Oregon, but somehow managed to escape all the cliches of Portlandia, no skinny jeans, no fixie, and no tat's. However, what's inescapable is pasty white skin and coffee addiction. When he's not dishing out chili rainbows or training he acts like a bike messenger delivering coffee between Medici and AB. He expects to wear big boy pants sometime soon and start racing in big boy races. Does my jersey look right to you?