Timelapse: Griffith Park Ride

As I was going through my morning chores routine I made a deal with my dieting self. If I stepped on the scale and the numbers weren’t lower than yesterday, then I’d “punish” myself with a bike ride. Sure enough the numbers on the scale didn’t change so much as a tenth of a pound …

Of The Coyotes I’ve Encountered This One Had To Have Been The Most Unique

Crossing paths with a coyote in an urban environment is a brief affair — especially if you go on the offensive rather than the defensive. The last thing a coyote’s ever wanted around me is to get into some sort of stand-off as to who’s the dominant opponent. Mainly because I don’t give it the …

Ride, Interrupted

Alternate Title: No Good Deed Goes Unpunished, Or: If I Hadn’t Reported A Swastika Found Sprayed Beside The LA River Bikeway, I Wouldn’t Have Flatted In Elysian Park. I’d set out Saturday afternoon to ride to the tops of both Elysian and Griffith parks. All in about a 30-mile route abstractly resembling a figure-8. I’d …

A Question That Plagues Me No More

Despite what some might see as a physical and structural impossibility, I’ve long wondered if I could grow a seven-foot-plus tall sunflower in a six-inch planter box suspended off the south side steps, and now I have the answer (click it for the bigger picture):

Timelapse: July 4th Night Across Silver Lake Gulch

Every year these last few Susan and I have made the front porch our July 4th destination because despite ALL fireworks being ILLEGAL in Los Angeles, it seems like far too many of our otherwise mild-mannered neighbors disregard that civic ordinance. And the result is an hours-long noisy, poppy blasty boomy show consisting mostly of …