New Territory

In all of the 15,000-plus miles my bikes and I have logged this last 33-ish months, most of it has been inside  Los Angeles. In fact, the furthest urban environment I’ve pedaled from home is Newport Beach last December (for a work-related event). Other than that Long Beach, during a recreational roundtripper done for the …

Drops

A two-minute timelapse (perhaps 115 seconds too long), condensing about 30 minutes of rain action against my Westchester office window this afternoon.

The Vivian

The Hancock Park-adjacent neighborhood bordered by Larchmont and Van Ness to the west and east, and Melrose and Beverly to the north and south is really a gem. Quiet, tree-lined streets front well-kept single-family homes in a variety of styles, along with duplexes, quads, and a smattering of larger multi-unit apartment buildings. As a student …

Sometimes My Impatience Pays

When Susan discovered that upgrading to a TiVo HD DVR would be worthless since the thing ridiculously doesn’t work with satellite service, we decided to go with DirecTV’s equivalent, and since it seemed just a matter of swapping out the DTV HD Receiver for the new one I selected the self-install option rather than schedule …

In Which I Risking Losing All Of What Little Credibility I Have Within The Bike Advocacy Community

Last week the news that appropriately outraged the bike-i-verse was the law on Santa Monica’s books discovered by cyclist extraordinario Gary Kavanaugh in which the penalty for riding an unlicensed bicycle in that seaside city is a fine of up to $1,000 fine and potentially 6 months in jail. Harsh, much? Yep, considering the state …

Miracle Milestones

One of the truly endearing things about the biking I do is that the locations of many of the milestones I reach are so unsung.  In 2007 I began my 3,000th mile traveling next to Lindberg Park tucked into a quiet little residential enclave of Culver City. Last year, and perhaps most appropriately, my 6,000th …