What Lies Beneath

Early on into last night’s weekly bike boogie my crap pre-ride eating habits (or rather lack-of-eating habits) caught up with me and my blood/sugar level nosedived only a couple miles into the 17-miler that took us throught the dankiest and stankiest parts of Vernon, Maywood, and other parts previously unexplored. Plus I was an idiot …

A Cool Thousand

With tonight’s edition of our weekly Thursday evening downtowner ride, my odomoter clicked passed 1,000 miles for this year. No way will I top my record year of 2,644 registered in 2003 (which was made up mostly of all the training for and riding of my 475-mile trek from San Francisco to Santa Clarita), but …

Doom Unto Others

Tuesday afternoon I get on my bike and roll over to Samy’s Camera on Fairfax because I’ve been long overdue in replinishing various lens caps and covers and such that have been since sacrificed to the lens cap gods and gone for some time. On my list is a 58mm cover for the big telephoto …

In Lieu Of Being Redundant…

Rather than cross-post it all over again here, let me just point you to my entry today on Blogging.la, which elaborates all about me and Daryl Hannah and last night’s Midnight Ridazz bike ride. Plus here’s a shot my friend and fellow IAAL•MAF’er Stephen Roullier snapped of me repairing a flat I got before the …

Miles ‘N Miles

Well our weekly IAAL•MAF Thursday evening downtowner ride was a rousing success. By rousing I mean that with my having dubbed it the “Trespassers Ride” and routed the thing over 14.5 miles with the goal to travel unauthorized upon a distinct variety of landmarks all around the civic center, we succeeded in getting yelled “No …