The supposed HD video capability of my iPhone doesn’t translate well to YouTube, but I did my best the capture the thundering herd of helicopters that passed over our house this afternoon and inspired me to go a bit acapella with the “Apocalypse Now” soundtrack. Apologies for that. UPDATE (7.28): Commenter Frank sets me straight. …
Forgot aaaaall about this fella found on an afternoon bike ride of about a couple weeks ago (but who’s counting? I am. It was 16 to be exact.) at the corner of Mateo and something near the Arts District. I pedaled past it. Did a double take. Turned around. Stared at it for a bit …
Coming back Saturday night from our inaugural visit to The Thirsty Crow Bar — our new favorite neighborhood watering hole — we decided to get some food to-go from Cowboys & Turbans up the street, one of our new favorite local eateries. In going there we passed a gathering of cyclists in the parking lot …
Coming home last night from work in the still-light late afternoon I opted to go the “long way” east across Jefferson to pay my annual spring visit to the Exposition Park Rose Garden, then up Figueroa to 2nd to Glendale around Echo Park Lake and home via Sunset. Everything was awesome, up until I was …
I’m having a lot of fun culling stills from my sunglassescam, heavily fauxtifying them and then lobbing them up onto the internest in the form of a Flickr set. People in automobiles sitting inside their vehicles and traveling up or down whatever street or freeway might pass thousands more people sitting in their vehicles than …
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It’s just a fact of biking on the streets and I’m long used to getting crossed at intersections by all manner of civilian vehicles who roll through my right of way pretty regularly — be it aggressively intentional or distractedly unaware. This morning’s “meetcha in the middle” partner was a first. Good morning, officers!
You know what the problem is? The problem is that “It Is The Wiser and Better Motorist Who Realizes That Fucking With Me In Any Way Shape Or Form Will Have Its Consequences” is really too big to put on the back of a tee-shirt. And even if it wasn’t, it would get covered up …
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