It’s coming up on two years since our passion for bicycling brought us to meet at the Echo Park Christmas Parade where a contingent of Bike Kitchen devotees were invited to lead the event. Since then Stephen Roullier and I have logged a lot of miles together, but few more awesome than last night when …
A few weeks ago, in response to my posting on YouTube a somewhat painstakingly and successfully achieved timelapse of a nocturnal cactus flower blooming, I got the following comment from a viewer whose username is 74mr in response to what he deemed my mistake in identifying the plant as a San Pedro cactus: That cactus …
At 8 a.m. this morning I climbed aboard The Phoenix and commenced riding in to work the long way in from Silver Lake to Lafayette Park down Hoover to USC and from there across Jefferson. At Hoover across Washington something’s not right: is my rear tire low? Kinda, but it seems to be holding and …
All my life I’ve naively figured I’d just tough it through flu season, rationalizing that if I didn’t go around picking up used tissues off the floors of public bathrooms or sharing lipstick, or licking my fingers after shaking someone’s hand or putting used cat toys in my mouth I could dodge the bug. Despite …
I joined the downtown YMCA back in 2003 primarily because as healthclubs go, it’s really one of the best — not just because of its variety of programs or state-of-the-art equipment, but also because being in the heart of downtown it attracts a much more no-nonsense clientele. It isn’t some posing parlor meatmarket like most …
This morning will be the first since October 5 that I’ve been on my bike. Year to date there’ve been only two spans of bikelessness in that amount or longer. The first was the rather inauspicious beginning from January 1-11 when I didn’t pedal an inch, and the second was from May 5 – 27 …
Like most bullshit automobile adornment trends — the pissing Calvin, “Baby On Board” signage, bumper stickers that petulantly demand I accept that Jesus Is God while simultaneously commanding that I Read The Bible — I don’t know where and when they start. All I know is that they can never fade away fast enough to …