It started when I was playing fetch with Ranger in the backyard and her attention was diverted to something happening beyond the north fence. Upon investigation I found our cat Jiggy on the other side and he was trying to “play” with what I first thought was a baby opossum. I shoo’d Jiggy away from …
Did you know that back in the day if cyclists in Los Angeles dared to want to bring their bikes aboard any of the MTA’s trains (which back then consisted of the Blue Line, the Green Line and a Red Line that only ran between Union Station and the Wiltern Theater), the MTA wanted to …
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Maybe not, but this cyclist makes some noise about it. My friend Stephen Box, tireless cyclist and cycling advocate and founder of the Bike Writers Collective (BWC), attended what he related the next day on the LAist blog to be something of a contentious March 18 meeting of the L.A. Transportation Committee regarding Councilman Bill …
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With the news today that the brakes I ordered won’t even ship until Wednesday at the earliest but very likely Friday, I decided I couldn’t wait no more and so went to work moving the Tektro calipers off my Giant roadie and onto the new ride, then made a late night trip to Orange 20 …
Indeed barely a day after the demise of The Phoenix and its corpse still warm where its been hung up in the garage, on my lunch break today I somewhat $keptically went online with no clear purpose other than t0 see what I could see in terms of potential new singlespeeders out there… and hopefully …
Things I Wanna Do This Weekend (and probably will): Bike up to the Hollywood nunnery and get a loaf of pumpkin bread (thanks for the reminder Militant!) Begin my Christmas shopping Clean the bike (and change the slow-leaking rear innertube) Take Susan to dinner at that new El Caserio restaurant on Silver Lake Boulevard north …
Saturday morning was spent with one last wander around downtown Charleston before saying goodbye and finally getting a move on up to the Magnolia Plantation, where we spent a few hours wandering the gardens before getting ourselves over to Charleston International Airport to board a 7:17 flight to Atlanta and from there climbed onto a …