I ride to and from work twice every day, and rarely do I ever see another cyclist riding on the right side of the street. In fact, I rarely see them on the street at all. Most opt for the excessively dangerous sidewalk. The thrill of encountering cars as they back out of driveways, or pedestrians as they leave their homes must be a huge adrenaline rush.
But that’s the subject of another gripe. In the 20 months I have been bike commuting, I think I can count on one hand the number of cyclists I have seen stop at a stop sign.
I’ve been working on Joe Zinkan’s version of Four Leaf Clover for over a year and I’m solid at 3/4 the speed, but I just can’t get it up to this tempo.
We lost our Olivia three Fridays ago just after 1 a.m.. She was definitely getting on in years, and really starting show her age over the past few months. She had developed some pretty severe cataracts, and was almost completely deaf. But she was happy.
Today is day two of May is Bike Month, and I logged my usual 2 km (okay, 1.28 miles for the imperialist bike event) trip to work. Twice on this short trip I was almost creamed by careless drivers. I credit my intuition, adhearance to traffic laws, and two pieces of inexpensive equipment for my safe arrival to work.
My cousin Jon and I went to go see Mudhoney at the Cattle Club in 1989. Someone took video of the whole thing, and it was recently published on YouTube!
In early February of this year, I got a flu shot in my right shoulder. The medical assistant who stuck me said, “oh, your muscle didn’t like that” and warned me that it would likely be sore for a few days.
Fast-forward nearly two months later and I still can’t raise my right arm without significant pain. There are days when it hurts less than others, but the performance isn’t even close to where it used to be.
What an awesome day for space debris! We’ve been preparing for 2012 DA14 for almost a year, but this morning’s explosion over Chelyabinsk Russia was a pretty rare and very unexpected coincidence.
In the late 80s and early 90s I recorded Live in Studio A on KDVS almost every week. One of my favorite recordings was of Pavement. I listend to it all the time. It was extremely noisy. So much so that when I later heard Slanted and Enchanted, I was surprised it was the same band. The Pavement I remembered was sloppy and noisy. No. Really sloppy and noisy.
Last year at this time, you may recall, I had parted ways with ground(ctrl) to take a full time position with my last remaining freelance client. I speculated the change would optimize my life in many ways. It would reduce my commute from 2 hours per day to 12 minutes per day, eliminate my freelance workload, and make cycling my primary mode of transportation. So, how is it going? In one word: badicle!
The annual Geminid meteor shower peaks tomorrow night (December 13, 2012) between 10 p.m. and 2 a.m.. That’s between 10 p.m. and 2 a.m. local time, everywhere on the planet. Why so late? Well that’s because between midnight and 2 a.m. is when the part of the earth you are on is plowing head on into the meteors.
I had a great night of viewing last night, even though the atmosphere was hazy. There was a first quarter moon, Neptune was in opposition and my neighbors were’t home!
Misophonia, or Selective Soft Sound Sensitivity, or 4S is one of those totally crazy, whacked out, voodoo mental disorders you hear about on prime-time investigative network TV shows. It’s real, though. I know, because I’m pretty sure I have it.
I was involved in a politcal discussion on Facebook last week regarding the recent protests of Chick-fil-A Appriciation Day started by Mike Huckabee in honor of Chick-fil-A COO Dan Cathy’s remarks about same sex marriage. The thread starter was criticizing the protest.
