One Bridge Burned

UPDATE (03.12 – 07:14 a.m.): A couple commenters to my original Blogging.la post on this matter have opted to be patronizing or antagonistic in their responses, either intimating that I’m a hypocrite or casting dispersions about my age. One is a fellow Midnight Ridazz supporter who knows me from my participation in those mass biking events. The …

But Now I’m Found

This easily dates back to 2004. Gawd, maybe even ’03. One of my favorite occasional stops along the internest then and now is the website of Found Magazine, and way back then they put out information that they were planning a book to be filled strictly with found Polaroid images submitted by readers. I didn’t …

For Shame

It’s easy to rationalize not voting. You can couch your apathy in disenchantment with the candidates and issues or disenfranchisement from the political process. You can argue that your one vote does not make a whole helluva lot of difference. You can blame the traffic or a lack of parking at your polling place. You can even say it’s …

Rats Are An Outside Toy, Ranger

Well, a late-breaking and omni-frustrating relapse this morning of the residual post-marathon equilibrium/dizziness/temp issues this morning made me decide it was a wiser thing to stay home rather than to risk operating a motor vehicle through rush-hour traffic. Note: It probably didn’t help that I had two gin/tonix and a beer on an empty stomach …

Hey I Made The Cut!

A couple posts ago I mentioned that on the subway ride up to Universal City between the bike tour and the marathon, I spoke with a Daily News reporter. Turns out some of my babblings made it into staffer Billy Witz’ marathon day report: It was an interesting day, too, for Will Campbell of Silver Lake. And a …