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Monday, February 17th, 2014

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Wednesday, January 15th, 2014

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Q1: Did you know…

Sunday, January 5th, 2014

… Joan Jett’s biggest hit was/is a cover?

A1: Yeah, me neither.

Q2: Do you care?

A2: see A1

Ah well, if she was an inspiration for The Donnas, I am ok with that.

The guitarist reminds me of Johnny Thunders (prolly not a coincidence).

I said HIT IT!

Protected: On Pain

Wednesday, November 13th, 2013

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Friday, October 18th, 2013

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Wednesday, July 10th, 2013

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Wienercycle

Wednesday, May 15th, 2013

Lately, I have been frequently commuting to work and back by a combination of train, river ferry, and bicycle. It’s pretty fun.

Instead of succumbing to my oft recurring illness “shiny metal syndrome” and buying a brand new bike (to which I gave a lot of thought, btw), I decided to make a few upgrades and tune up my 10-year-old Trek 800 Sport. I figured that since I use my bike like a minivan, with all the loading of kids’ seats, trailers, Trailgators, groceries, Nacho, etc., I should hold off on getting anything new and cool and just convert the old Trek into an all-rounder. Plus, it has a fantastic anti-theft feature– it’s a 10-year-old, heavy as heck, bottom of the line Trek– no one wants it! Oh, and I call it the Wienercycle because I bought it in Vienna. Not the cool Vienna in Austria, the Vienna in West (by-God) Virginia. That makes the bike even sadder, dunnit?

Ah well, here she is in all her *ahem* glory.

Here it is on the Thule racks with the Trailgator (for Nina) attached:

Cati bought me the Brooks Saddle for Xmas. I bought and installed some SKS fenders. I bought the Topeak office bag last time I was in the U.S. It conveniently clicks into the MTX rack we have for the child seat, and I must say, it’s nice. I also swapped the tires out for Schwalbe Hurricanes. Although 90% of my riding is on paved roads and bike paths, I am really glad to have the edge-tread for that rare but important 10% of the time I need it. It has kept me from having to get off and walk through mud and muck a few times, and it has also prevented me from wiping out completely on mud covered asphalt. I also put on some cheap toe clips for use with any shoes, a little rear-view mirror, some battery powered front and rear lights (required here in DE), bought a cheap bike computer to track my speed, and that’s pretty much it. Like I said, the bike is an all-rounder that’s good for every kind of riding, and thus, great for none.

Here’s me just illin’ in my tracksuit.

The morning view to my right:

Straight ahead:

and then I get to the ferry to cross the Rhein. It costs 0,50 € to cross with my bahn card. Cool, eh?

A fellow masterfully sculpted cyclist-body shown above.  :)

It’s interesting that on my ecologically-conscious bicycle commute to work, I get to watch the power company unload and transport literal tons of coal for the production of electricity.

Then, at the end of my hour-long bike ride, I have a shower and get to work.

For the ride home I take a train for part of the way and cycle home the rest of the way. It’s a nice commute too.

Crossing back over the Rhein; this time by bridge.

The view of the town we live in from the bridge.

So, I’m pretty down with cycling culture. Not so much the body-shaving, blood-doping, car-driver hating, racing bike scene (yet?), but more the trekking and commuting scene. It’s a hobby that includes elements of fitness, tinkering, DIY, practical engineering, frugality, and ecology. Plus, it’s fun for the kids. I can dig that.

Until next time.

 

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Sunday, July 29th, 2012

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Wednesday, June 6th, 2012

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The thing you’re least likely to say

Tuesday, June 5th, 2012

Interestingly, the recently deceased Christopher Hitchens and his friends used to play a game amongst themselves. They would come up with quotes for one another that they thought they would never hear the other say. As Hitchens was a self-admitted sybarite who took drinking and partying with the upper crust to new heights (depths?), his friends came up with this as his least likely utterance. “I don’t care how rich you are, I’m not coming to your party.” Ha!

After Cati and I just about finished a bottle of wine together over dinner one night, we tried coming up with a few for ourselves. We agreed that my least-likely quote would be “I haven’t thought the matter through completely so I will therefore refrain from stating my opinion at this time,” and that Cati’s would be “From now on, I’ll take over the cooking responsibilities for the family.” If you should ever hear either one of us say the respective quotes above, there’s a good chance you’re speaking to an impostor.

Hitch kept his eloquence as he was losing his battle with cancer and had this to say about death, “It will happen to all of us, that at some point you get tapped on the  shoulder and told, not just that the party’s over, but slightly worse: the party’s going on — but you have to leave. And it’s going on without  you. That’s the reflection that I think most upsets people about their demise. All right, then, because it might make us feel better, let’s pretend the opposite. Instead, you’ll get tapped on the shoulder and told, Great news: this party’s going on forever –” he goes on. Reminds me of that Voltaire quote (“Si Dieu n’existait pas, il faudrait l’inventer“), dunnit?

Ok, enough about that. We all cope in our own ways.

See? Coping.