Back from the RIDE-Arc ride all around the massively massive Port of Long Beach safe and sound. I may not have broken the 1,000-mile biking barrier before the trip, but rolling down to the ride, my trusty truck did sail across the 100,000 mile milestone. It had been my hope to somehow keep that from …
So, in addition to thoroughly cleaning my desk and the bathroom off the library (leftovers from yesterday’s scrubathon), charging up every battery and packing the camera bag, I also managed to complete a rich and textured list of errands in this order: Orange 20 Bike Shop – To pick up the rebuilt wheel from The …
So yesterday I’m out sweeping up the front yard (see, I’m one of those obsesso compulsoids that absolutely positively HAS to clean up the house inside and out right before I leave the place for two weeks) and on one of the irises I found this healthy specimen of grasshopper. So today, Part II of …
No sooner had I posted yesterday about my Rwanda and little bike short rejections when e-word came out to me across the internut from the L.A. Times that an op-ed column they solicited from me a couple weeks ago on the city’s plan or lack thereof for a cohesive bicycling network has been given a …
(click to enlarge) Because it’s a hopper.
Before I get cracking cleaning and packing and all that jazz, I had to put all of it off this morning and make good on my postscript at the end of yesterday’s post wherein I said I’d try to build up a webpage featuring the piece on Rwanda and mountain gorillas. It was rejected by …
With travel (and its myriad preparations) so forefrontal on my mind I’m actually glad my gig in The ‘Gundo is coming to a close today… the better for me to actually get ready to go instead of just thinking about it. But beyond procrastinating I’m also guilty of looking back at the past places my …