Archive for January, 2008
Wednesday, January 23rd, 2008
Microfiction - 023/365
What is this about?
Breadcrumbs
Blindfolded, bound , and shoved into the trunk 15 minutes earlier, Carl still knew that the vehicle was making a right on Western from Franklin and hoped that whoever’d kidnapped him would stay in Los Angeles. If they did at least he’d know where he was. But if they got on [...]
1 Comment » - Posted in fiction by Will
Wednesday, January 23rd, 2008
That’s Cap’n Bad Ass To You
Wasn’t expecting the cats ‘n dogs that fell out of the sky beginning about 3 p.m. this afternoon. At all. But boy did they come.
So when quittin’ time rolled around at 5:30 p.m. I weighed my options: bike the 13.8 miles home in about 6:30 - 6:45 p.m., or get on the No. 439 bus [...]
2 Comments » - Posted in biking by Will
Wednesday, January 23rd, 2008
Fun With Funnel Clouds
Looking out the office window yesterday afternoon I was a bit double-taken aback to find what looked like a funnel cloud forming somewhere not at all far enough away to the south (click to quadruplify):
Can’t say whether it was or just an illusion of perspective (more likely), but the good news either way was that [...]
No Comments » - Posted in weather by Will
Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008
Microfiction - 022/365
What is this about?
Roadkill
Davis yanked a hard right onto Robertson from Wilshire and watched as the stolen car suspect he’d been chasing through Beverly Hills since he lit up the hot Jaguar at Santa Monica Boulevard slowed down, flung the driver’s side door open and bailed out of the moving car, dropping into a seemingly [...]
4 Comments » - Posted in fiction by Will
Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008
Well, That Didn’t Take Long Now Did It…?
Indeed barely a day after the demise of The Phoenix and its corpse still warm where its been hung up in the garage, on my lunch break today I somewhat $keptically went online with no clear purpose other than t0 see what I could see in terms of potential new singlespeeders out there… and hopefully [...]
3 Comments » - Posted in biking, updated by Will
Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008
Changing Of The Guard
The No. 439 bus is like the Katamari Damacy of MTA lines, rolling all over the place and picking up anything and everything in its path. The northbound version starts at the Greenline Station at Aviation Boulevard and Imperial Highway and works its way up through Westchester on to Sepulveda where it passes through the [...]
3 Comments » - Posted in biking by Will
Monday, January 21st, 2008
Microfiction - 021/365
What is this about?
Crossing
Olin shed his loafers and socks and tie in the oppressively humid Alabama August heat then rolled up his slacks to his knees before taking that first step out onto the top of the narrow dam that spanned about 80 feet between the banks of the Little Warrior River where the long-gone [...]
No Comments » - Posted in fiction by Will
Monday, January 21st, 2008
The Death Of The Phoenix
You might call this catastrophic frame failure, I call it total heartbreak.
I noticed an odd cadence-like ticking on yesterday’s downtown ride with Susan and thought it might be time for a new bottom bracket, but after rolling through the rain to work this morning (in a record 50 minutes, by the way) little [...]
11 Comments » - Posted in biking, unfathomable by Will
Monday, January 21st, 2008
Heading Home
(click to quadrify)
Sunday downtown: The parakeets were an awesome surprise. The movie was decent. The Julius Shulman photo exhibit was extraordinary. The too-crowded Murakami show was for another day. Olvera Street fed us. Then we biked home. Here’s Susan in the lead coming through the 2nd Street Tunnel.
1 Comment » - Posted in biking, downtown by Will
Sunday, January 20th, 2008
Microfiction - 020/365
What is this about?
Dog Day Afternoon
In a breath Andres was up on his feet. “Come on,” he said, “I want to show you something,,” and off we went.
In a couple minutes we had ridden over to Gramercy Place between 4th and 5th, and came up the sidewalk to the front of big old two-story [...]
