Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Bacon Vodka Part Deux
Bacon Vodka Take Two:After 3 weeks in the closet, freezing, and pouring the vodka through several coffee filters I was finally ready to test it out. The initial taste was "baconny" for sure but it quickly went away leaving me with vodka. Hoping to extend the "boconny" stage of the experience I added more bacon to the jar and will let it sit for a few more weeks. Perhaps I didn't use enough bacon the first time. Stay tuned!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
The Dangers of Bike/Bus Commuting
Aren't you glad you rode your bike today rather than throwing it on the front bike rack of a RideOn bus? You just can't afford not to bike these days.
Friday, August 15, 2008
The Great Combustible Hate Fest
I haven't been on a bike in almost 2 weeks. I have had to car commute all week as I am getting no sleep due to certain daughter being born a few weeks ago.
At first it was kind of novel. I was intrigued by this culture of ass sitting and horn honking. It was kind of neat to feel the closeness and unity that only comes from sitting in one place, waiting for millions of other people to get where they are going so I might have a chance to do the same.
This feeling quickly faded every time I saw a 2 wheeled brethren blissfully sailing along, breathing the air, feeling the breeze, moving their bodies. As the week went on my mood worsened. I had become easily annoyed by almost everything. I began to hate the other drivers on my route, hate the radio, hate that sound my car makes when I let out the clutch and so on. Arriving home last night after my commute combustible hate fest was over, I looked at my newborn girl.
I thought about what kind of father I would be if I brought this feeling home to her every night. I decided then that I would rather be tired and happy than alert and sad. So come sleep or not I will get back on the bike and commute.
This feeling remind me of a video the folks at New Belgium made that perfectly illustrates the difference between auto and bike commuting. Enjoy.
At first it was kind of novel. I was intrigued by this culture of ass sitting and horn honking. It was kind of neat to feel the closeness and unity that only comes from sitting in one place, waiting for millions of other people to get where they are going so I might have a chance to do the same.
This feeling quickly faded every time I saw a 2 wheeled brethren blissfully sailing along, breathing the air, feeling the breeze, moving their bodies. As the week went on my mood worsened. I had become easily annoyed by almost everything. I began to hate the other drivers on my route, hate the radio, hate that sound my car makes when I let out the clutch and so on. Arriving home last night after my I thought about what kind of father I would be if I brought this feeling home to her every night. I decided then that I would rather be tired and happy than alert and sad. So come sleep or not I will get back on the bike and commute.
This feeling remind me of a video the folks at New Belgium made that perfectly illustrates the difference between auto and bike commuting. Enjoy.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Thursday Catch Up: Irony, Sexy Safety, and A Little Jerk
I have been absent the last week or 3 as my wife gave birth to a beautiful baby girl!
This past week I have been exploring the bounds of reality facilitated by an impressive lack of sleep and an abundance of poo. While staring into her eyes I ask the questions all fathers ask when confronted by a new offspring: Is she going to be happy? What forms of greatness will she achieve? Will she ride Campy or Shimano? What flavors of cycling culture will she embrace? Fixter? Free Rider? Roadie? Touring Junkie? All of the above I hope. Either way I am very proud and already planning my baby carrying SUB.
That out of the way I pose a question to you.
Yesterday while walking on the Georgetown Branch Trail I found this book forsaken by it's reader. Is this irony or a coincidence? Maybe a visual metaphor? Possibly a very subtle found art installation? I leave it to you.
Later I stumbled upon an old Dahon with a very interesting message and I couldn't agree more. This sticker comes from Safety Is Sexy and indeed it is!
you totally would...
Lastly, the latest retort in a philosophical battle that wages forth in plain view for all to consider.
A heavy concept that deserves to be pondered. After doing so I come away with a simple conclusion that in hindsight seems rather obvious. A really big fish could probably out swim a T-Rex so this particular argument seems flawed.
Stay tuned for the Bacon Vodka tasting as it should be ready this Friday.
That out of the way I pose a question to you.
Yesterday while walking on the Georgetown Branch Trail I found this book forsaken by it's reader. Is this irony or a coincidence? Maybe a visual metaphor? Possibly a very subtle found art installation? I leave it to you.Later I stumbled upon an old Dahon with a very interesting message and I couldn't agree more. This sticker comes from Safety Is Sexy and indeed it is!
you totally would...
A heavy concept that deserves to be pondered. After doing so I come away with a simple conclusion that in hindsight seems rather obvious. A really big fish could probably out swim a T-Rex so this particular argument seems flawed.Stay tuned for the Bacon Vodka tasting as it should be ready this Friday.