I miss that Real Grownups (like Johnny Carson!) took seriously a gentle man in a turtleneck who spoke about “star stuff.”I miss that science was once considered a means by which to glimpse the divine.I ...cont’d
Consider: every time a non-Christian is exhorted to have a “Merry Christmas,” the holiday itself becomes less about Christ and more about something else. Presents and Santa Claus, probably. Or pagan symbols like trees and ...cont’d
The ongoing fracas about the ongoing budget stupidity of the Columbia River Crossing prompted me to write an awesome little rant. As a comment on BikePortland, natch. Which I thought was good enough to reiterate ...cont’d
sufferfaces:Beat that Climb Back
Just across the border from Washington, in Portland, at PIR, the Suffer Faces are on full display like this one full of anger at the climb.
Photo: Shift Focus Photo
As I mentally drafted a typical (read: long) report for yesterday’s race, I realized that I was actually meditating on the unintended consequences of my new hobby.There’s a fitness consequence obviously. (You should see the ...cont’d
My friend Thom posted a longish and helpful blog post called Cyclocross for Beginners. BikePortland contributor Tori Bortman has written several primers about cyclocross. I’m sure there are other good resources. These are all fine ...cont’d
In 2007, I bought this Soma Double Cross — notionally a cyclocross racing bike — for commuting. I fitted it with racks, full fenders, 32c touring tires, panniers, lights, the works.
It has never been ...cont’d
Jenny and I have lived in SW Portland for eight-plus years now because of the exceptional commute. We certainly chose our first house for this reason (among others). It’s not a stretch to say that ...cont’d
Yesterday I worked late and missed Orion’s bedtime. Jenny promised him I would spend some alone time with him this morning before work. I resented her a little for writing checks I had to cash. ...cont’d
So yesterday I was homebound riding south up SW Broadway. Just before the complex intersection where Broadway crosses I-405 another cyclist passed me. There was much to remark about his appearance but most remarkable was ...cont’d
My life is a rather simple zero-sum equation with four variables.I play with my family.
I ride or fix my bicycles.
I sleep about seven hours.That's it. Family, work, bicycles, sleep; repeat. If ...cont’d
Sigh.The late, great P.J. O’Rourke took on bike lanes (after a 24-year hiatus), thus affirming his continuing slide into Andy Rooney-grade irrelevance.Seriously, it’s not even worth fisking at this point.But O’Rourke closes with what has ...cont’d
Tom Vanderbilt writes, in “The Rise and Fall of the American Paperboy”
Ask a former paperboy about the job and you’re likely to summon a misty-eyed recollection of predawn bundling and knee-high snow. “Today it’s ...cont’d
The hed on this Ad Age post is Survey Finds 51% of Men Are Primary Grocery Shoppers, but Few Believe Advertising Speaks to Them Can I get an “amen?”I find grocery ads actively off-putting. They ...cont’d
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