Point Blanks

Sometimes I wonder why I unrelentingly document so much of my time spent biking on the streets. Only the shortest of my rides goes untimelapsed by my handlebar-mounted camera. The bigger-picture reason is that I like the concept of compiling all the trips I make on two wheels, capturing a rolling record not just of …

Easter Sunday Sunrise Ride

I’m well aware of how invigorating and enjoyable early rides are, but that still doesn’t make me leap out of bed before dawn and go get some. Fortunately this Easter Sunday morning, I found the motivation and locomotion to get up for a ride that took me from Silver Lake to Atwater Village and then …

The Honey Badger Of Red Runners

As mentioned in my previous post, there were two encounters during yesterday’s ride I deem worthy to share and this second one involved a textbook self-entitled red-running cyclist. What makes this blatant demonstration of jerktastically sociopathic tendencies so remarkable is the street he crossed illegally. This wasn’t Clinton and Larchmont or Virgil and 4th or …

This Is The Story Of Lexus SUV California License No. 6JJY356

When I was blessed/cursed with the opportunity to work from home beginning in May 2010, I lost three of my eight regular readers who tuned in to my bloggings mostly because I always strove to relate the various failed relationships I had with my fellow road users whilst bike commuting 30-plus miles roundtrip 200-plus times …

Where The Hell Have I Been? Recovering.

It’s not like me to go more than a couple days between posting anything, and my excuse is that it pretty much took me the weekend to recuperate from the all-nighter I pulled Friday shadowing the 340-ton rock between South Los Angeles and its destination at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art on the …

Timelapse: Watts Happening Ride 2012

The 2012 edition of my Watts Happening Ride took place this past picture-perfect Saturday, and it was my complete pleasure to share the following landmark people, places and events I’ve discovered there with the 28 cyclists who joined me: The last residence of jazz great Jelly Roll Morton The childhood home of Nobel Prize Winner …