The good news is that with yesterday’s work commute my year-to-date mileage tally stands at 164.9, meaning in the first half of February I’ve already vastly improved on all of January’s slow start of 67 miles. Trouble is I’m still three miles below where I should have been at the end January 31, which means …
I’ve always kicked myself for not making the time and effort required to go see the Watts Towers. Simon Rodia’s unique creation, which he began in 1921 took more than 30 years to build is a monument to individual achievement and artistic expression. Well at least I’ve “seen” them now. Standing on the platform at …
I think everytime I tell my baby I’m going for a bike ride — whether it’s around the neighborhood or across town –for a split second she has the urge to tell me not to. But instead of doing that she usually just takes a breath and gives me the big eyes and says a …
I usually don’t do much in the way of identical cross-posting, but I just filed this prehistoric recollection over at Blogging.la and decided to paper the walls with it here as well: Seeing as it’s — ahem — that day, I figured why not regale anyone interested with what has to be the most spontaneously romantic thing I’ve ever …
Just a brief vidclip of the moment of truth at the beginning of the Blue Line when it cacophonously emerges from underground to street level near Staples Center.
At the 405 overpass around the seventeenth mile of our Sunset Boulevard Walk, I found this sign stashed behind some weeds and fellow walker Lisl obliged me by recording its discovery: Whoever was using it to augment their roadside panhandling, well… I may have my doubts as to whether they’re truly destitute or just sponging …
A few days ago I voxed apoplectic about discovering a single busline – MTA No. 439 – that would get me from Union Station to its destination a couple long blocks away from my present temp gig in El Segundo, a far less disjointed journey than the multi-transferring one that involved the No. 2/4 bus, the Blue Line and …