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Halloween et al

October 31, 2011

set as desktop background

October 30, 2011

Hey Case, this is for you. It's no longer on the hard drive here at HQ    so    I'm not going to download it and email it to you because you can download it yourself   in a right-click-save-image-as-  kind of way.

I can't remember the exact date of this shot taken sometime before you put on that marching band uniform                     but to all the untrained eyes out there    take a moment to draw attention to the Dallas Cowboy fan family in the background.


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rise over run

October 28, 2011

The slope is (in the simplest of terms) the measurement of a line, and is defined as the ratio of the "rise" divided by the "run" between two points on a line, or in other words, the ratio of the altitude change to the horizontal distance between any two points on the line.

Cool Guy Park is on a good line, it's also on a pretty steep slope if you're still paying attention, sometimes it used to be like one big DANK bag commercial.

This retro photo goes out to 50.


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what 29 said

October 27, 2011

enlarged to show texture

October 26, 2011

 leading out a teammate to contest an intermediate sprint in an effort to gain a few points and a time bonus on the overall lead


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displaying the universal sign for nothing

October 25, 2011

when I say "you"   I mean you  

when you say "we"   you mean me


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post nasal drip post

October 24, 2011

first things first
Jumbo baked potato
Just say no
Mutually assured destruction
Supply side economics
Trickle down theory
Trust but verify
Actor turned politician
Win win situation
Head set press
Crown race installer
Fingernail polish remover
Essential wine aerator
Crusty old messenger
Highly trained professional
Used car salesman
Child support payment
Dead beat dad
King County Superior
Law school aptitude
Old boy network
adjunct professor emeritus
in title only
Fish head soup
Tastes like chicken
Finger lickin good
Inter office memo
Extra marital affair
High school cheerleader
Naked boot leg
Left handed pitcher
Bare foot kicker
Kick return specialist
Special needs child
Plays mean pinball
New and improved
Bottle cage bolt
Video cassette recorder
Original unsigned order
Down hill coast
Talk show host
Irritable bowel syndrome
Food borne illness
Rocket propelled grenade
Night vision goggles
Post traumatic stress
Stand up base
Firm hand shake
One trick pony
Two by four
Turtle neck sweater
Lower back tattoo
Non fat decaf
Loose ball bearing
Fork or chopstick
Paper in plastic
Stone temple pilot
Full suspension disbelief
Fresh ground pepper
Breast reduction surgery
Long haul trucker
Catholic school girl
White tail deer
Ice cold beer
Other brother Daryl
Most wonderful time
Man made fiber
Open ended question
Rush hour traffic
Dexter avenue chuffer
Monday night football
rent   a   cop
Dawns early light
Refined white sugar
Over stuffed chair
Stove top stuffing
Limited liability corporation
Chief executive officer
As registered agent
Tough as nails
Diamonds are forever
Nothing lasts forever
One hit wonder
Birds eye view
Old growth forest
Off shore drilling
Off street parking
Ground level retail
Just this once
Pro hac vice
Easter egg hunt
Back door pass
Shatter proof glass
shot gun wedding
Short attention span
Ground rule double
Power play goal
Personal space invader
Hand tooled leather
Back in black
On the fly
In loco parentis
Minor in possession
Open container citation
Full frontal nudity
Standing room only
Snow capped mountain
High blood pressure
Itchy trigger finger
Quality of life
 
 
 
 
seen it somewhere
 like   so-two-years-ago
re-reprinted  recycled  redux
as well as hard copy on actual paper


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journey of 18,000 spokes begins at valve hole

October 23, 2011

clockwise

divisible by 6

with liberty and justice for all


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rose colored glasses half full

October 21, 2011

and she was


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hold on loosely

October 20, 2011

a moment to ponder a head tube reamer

reaming and facing facing and reaming


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kickstand you got the juice to fill my cup

October 18, 2011

jaywalker calls commuter "lawbreaker"

October 18, 2011

monday morning kicked off with a fresh urinal mint and it was all a blur into how can tuesday morning possibly top that when the jaywalker yelled "lawbreaker" as I rolled slowly through the street that he'd already crossed over into what will wednesday bring?

it's not really a linear progression

but they want you to think it is       because

clocks and calendars and the so-called passage of time

are all good for business

news at eleven 


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Depth Perception

October 17, 2011

stuck someplace on the X - Y axis
in the shallow end treading water
all the carbonation effervesced
out
gone
flat
totally 2-D
where’s the Z
cardboard cutout  

call me shampoo and tag me $2.99

repackage me make me slimmer market me differently
call me head-to-toe allover foaming body wash
pinpoint my demographic and tag me $12.99

lather rinse repeat




I’m Tullio Campagnolo and I chose SRAM Red

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product placement

October 16, 2011

whiter whites are the new black

October 15, 2011

black & white

October 15, 2011

Ask me about the NBA lockout

October 14, 2011

I’d rather read a Los Angeles County phone book cover-to-cover than read another story about NBA millionaires.

I’d rather discuss more important issues like the blown out elastic bands in old knee warmers or the subtle differences between a bakery that sells coffee and a coffee shop that sells baked goods.

I’d rather stare at the ceiling.

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I don't know... ...no really, I don't

October 13, 2011

hanging out  drinking beer  talking bikes

waiting for the punch line

but there is no punch line

are you fucking kidding me?


keep in mind the manual override

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1 N-m = 0.7375621 ft-lb

October 12, 2011

That's not Orville, that's not Wilbur, that's Charles of  Wright Bros Cycle Works wearing a vintage pilderwasser T-shirt.  

 

and that's a Buttercup photo.


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what we talk about, when we talk about an oriented-fiber-resin-matrix

October 11, 2011

ten-nine?

October 9, 2011

Sort of like when a tree falls in the woods and there’s no one around. When 10-9 day falls on a Sunday and there are only 322 bike messengers left in the entire world, does it make a sound?



HAPPY 10-9 DAY   anyway

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you can lead a horse to water but if you teach him to fish he'll eat forever

October 8, 2011

There’s a small quiet stretch of a street called Boylston that channels a little bit of oneway local traffic but is fed a consistent stream of highspeed vehicles from Exit 168A off Southbound I-5. For one little block it’s an estuary of residential, arterial and freeway traffic. But that one little block is an essential chunk of a  bike route I ride to work uphill both ways everyday.

As I ride northbound on Boylston around 6:34am with my little blinky lights operating under the assumption that I am invisible there’s a  transition from a two-way street to a oneway peeling off from the left turn lane into freeform upstream travel that may involve a little bit of sidewalk riding (just past 50’s house) if the off ramp is dumping cars into my path. If exiting I-5 drivers see the green light at Roanoke they carry their highway speed all the way through the intersection and they surely can‘t see me in the misty rainy groggy foggy Seattle morning dark. By the end of the block, past the mouth of the off ramp it’s generally safe to ride in the street again.   If there’s a lull in traffic I roll right on through in the street all the way aware of occasional cars coming up at the next intersection to turn right onto Boylston with drivers glancing left but not right because it is a oneway street and not everybody learned to look both ways at intersections learning to drive like a messenger because there could always be a bike messenger rolling from any direction and traffic signs, signals and streets are just serving suggestions not rigid recipes to follow.

In the last house on the North end of the block lives an older gentleman who goes to work about 6:35am. He comes down his front steps and through a large gate in the high wall that encloses his yard.  Big bushy hedges and trees in the parking strip make the sidewalk an evergreen tunnel-like deep forest experience that I sometimes roll through on autopilot.  

One morning this gentleman addressed me and asked me if he could ask me a question. “You already did” I thought, but I stopped and said “sure”  He expressed his concerns and anger and fear of potential collisions with all the cyclists who ride down his sidewalk at unsafe speeds. Speaking not just for himself but for the proverbial little old ladies that live in the area. I said “if I’m ever on your sidewalk it’s just to get past the off ramp” right there to our right and “if I’m on the sidewalk then I ride at sidewalk speed”

It was a short and civil exchange and I clearly understand his perspective and concerns. I’m not sure he learned much from me about a cyclist’s point of view of his little stretch of street. But at least I stopped to hear him out and didn’t just spill his coffee riding by and then give him a behind the back bird as I might have when I wore a younger man’s cutoff shorts making us all look bad.  

I see the guy two or three times a week. But I think he only sees me bimonthly.  Once I said “good morning” and startled him as he made his way to his car. Some mornings I pause and slow in the street as he backs out of his driveway glancing to his right not his left because it is after all a one way street.

It’s Get off the Sidewalk vs. Get out of the Street. A little catch-22 day-in-the-life of a bike commuter. It’s like a win-win situation except I’m the only one winning. Either way I’m on my bike. 

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Old MacDonald had a farm

October 7, 2011

a bit of a snag, a musette bag

October 6, 2011

  keep on truckin


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trapper keeper

October 5, 2011

From a one-trick pony to a three-ring circus
Specialized

From a one-track mind to a three-ring binder
Compartmentalized

From an 8-track tape to an mp3 player
Digitized

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Voir Dire

October 4, 2011

Some experts believe that 85% of cases litigated are won or lost in the jury selection phase.

Take a number and try to remember you’re a number full disclosure predisposed disposition preexisting brand recognition down the throat repetition back of the throat regurgitation in and for the County of King

"...motion to dismiss prospective juror #16"

(I did my civic duty and all I got was this ballpoint pen)

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Our Lady of Unscented Candles

October 3, 2011

day to day

October 2, 2011

Had a slow leak for a week.  Pump it up once a day.

Perhaps today will be the day it goes away.

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dimple knuckling the 99th percentile

October 1, 2011

Cutie
Cheeky
Family
Familiarly 
Genetically
Phonetically
Hydraulically
Single-handedly
Ambidextrously
Simultaneously
Psychosomatically
Pharmaceutically
Touchy Feely
Poopie pee-pee
Chronologically
Systematically
Meticulously
Geographically
Proximity 
Exponentially
Spherically
Theoretically
Quantifiably
Consistently
Repeatedly
Repeatedly
Stereotypically
Anti-fluffy-trendy  
Cautiously carefree
Proudly car-free
Sufficiently
Single-speededly
Furley  
Utility
Marginally
Retrospectively
Wait-n-see
Memory
Squeaky
Gassy
Bubbly
Burpie   
Density
Chocolaty
Buttery
Slippery
Sucky-sucky
Heavy-duty
Spicy Chili
Teriyaki
Hungry
Thirsty
Monthly
Coozie

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