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On a day like this...

December 7, 2023

“I wouldn’t want your job on a day like this”

 

I’d like to think of this woman bracing herself against a wall on the backside of Benaroya Hall being blasted by wind and rain and cursing her existence while pondering a move to Austin or Boise or Iowa City. FUCK FUCK FUCK THIS FUCKING FUCK… …FUCK SEATTLE. But she’s not just holding onto any old wall, she’s posted up on the wonderful wonderful wonderful wall. But of course, that’s all in my mind. As this is a stock photo from an old psychology textbook that I’ve probably already shared with you, more than once. 

 

Today this photo jumped out at me, again, for some reason. Maybe because my socks are still soaked from Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday too. 

 

Sunrise: 7:45

Sunset:   4:15

 

Bathed in an atmospheric river of rain it doesn’t really matter. Ask me about my conspicuity. Don’t ask me if it’s raining. 

 

whatever 



“Stay dry out there” 

 

“Is it still raining?”

 

“Are you on a bicycle?”

 

 


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peach fuzz

December 7, 2023

2024 Pantone color of the year


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smells like acetone

December 7, 2023

Alistair sent me this yesterday and it brought on some flashback whiffs of acetone and phantom carbon fiber slivers in all five fingers of my non-dremel tool hand. 

 

If you make it through the talking talkity talk you just might see some still shots of your friends in the end. The shot I took of Peter’s bike 12 years ago is right behind Benjamin Hall at UW, spitting distance from the Mailing Services Mothership. Who knew? 

 


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coffee in bed

December 6, 2023

guilty by proximity

close enough

 

to hold a grudge 

for 10 years

 

connecting

unconnectable dots

 

tastes like chicken

smells like 1982     too

 

there’s a stain on my notebook

where your coffee cup was

 

chain suck

pedal strike

 

wabi sabi

grows on me

 

wire monkey

cloth monkey

 

neither here nor there

here and now

 

right here

right now

 

now hear this

hear ye   hear ye

 

hear   hear

here   here

 

cheers

 


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see a man about an elephant

December 6, 2023

got the triptych. Pausing briefly just to see a man about a horse. You know, on the Ave, that man about that elephant. Sincerely for real, really. I saw an elephant painting at ye olde surplus store yesterday for $3 and nothing says Big Time like an elephant says Big Time. So I bought it and hand delivered it to the proprietor in a large plastic bag to fend off the rain, leaving the price tag in place to add authenticity. An early Christmas present delivered via bicycle. 

 

This threepeat compilation took longer than expected because I got a flat tire on the Specialized. A slow leak on a Friday's commute home. Perfect timing. If there is such a thing as a perfectly timed flat tire.  It took me 17 days to get around to fixing it. That’s laziness and the luxury of having 5 commuter bikes to choose from. Four with full fenders. 

 

When I hit for the cycle, you’ll see these shots again. 

 

Big Time Brewery and Ale House | Restaurants | Seattle Met

 


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december remember

December 5, 2023

is it raining?

December 2, 2023

two times twice

December 1, 2023

full beaver moon

shimmed out with a beer can

slipped — full bubble off plumb

 

double double 

two times twice

diversified

 

smells like

homogeneity 

all eggs - one basket

 

stochastically spastic

ineligible receiver downfield

hungry like the wolf

 

the first stage is denial

denial is the first stage

denial  denial  denial 

 

palindromic pavlovian drool

dribbling on my pizza 

kalamata olive juice 


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Happy Birthday 39 10

November 30, 2023

39 ± 10 years

 


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progeny

November 29, 2023

Ask me about

my progeny

my shadow puppets

my accretion of tiny entropies 

 

Ask me about

WalMart parking lots’ environmental impact

Walmart parking lots on Black Friday

Walmart parking lots vs Amazon

 

Ask me about 

shopping daze ‘til Christmas

the final fifty fucking feet

proof of delivery

 

Ask me about 

phantom nostalgia syndrome

the book review vs the book book

retrospect

 

Ask me about

glory days

wonder years

yesteryear

 

Ask me about 

yesterday

12.5 years ago

13.7 Billion years ago

 

Ask me about

the american dream

the cost of living 

leading economic indicators 

 

Ask me about 

my learned helplessness

my weekend plans

my rain pants

 

Ask me about

1221 East Pike 

19.2 ounce cans

Space Dust

 

Ask me about 

jibber-jabber

nomenclature 

taxonomical labels

 

Ask me about 

pluralistic ignorance

gravel bikes

cargo cults

 

Ask me about

the effort to

maintain the lifestyle

I’ve grown accustomed to

 


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Red Right 88

November 27, 2023

Operating under the assumption that I’m the only person you know with a Don Cockroft card, or two, stapled to the wall of their garage. Cockroft was a kicker for 13 seasons with the Cleveland Browns. The first 9 of those seasons he was both the punter and the kicker. 

His last game in the NFL was the infamous Red Right 88. January 4th, 1981. A playoff game between the Browns and the Raiders. The game lives on as a bad memory in the string of bad sports memories for Cleveland fans. In that game, Cockroft missed two field goals, had an extra point blocked and the snap was muffed on another extrapoint. The coaches were not feeling too confident going for a field goal to win the game. Years later Cockroft revealed how bad of shape he was in that day, with two herniated discs and the fact that he needed four epidurals to make it through the season. 

I started collecting football cards in 4th and 5th grade. I have vague memories of Jim Plunkett, Lester Hayes, Brian Sipe and Ozzie Newsome. But I have no recollection of Don Cockroft. These football cards inspired me to learn a little history.

 


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Cantwellian Dystopia treadmill

November 22, 2023

Big Time time. Big Time. Celebrating 35 years in business. With a slight Purple & Gold variation on the classic logo theme. Nothing says happy anniversary like a black hoodie. 

we're all within six degrees of Dick Cantwell


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Le Tour

November 22, 2023

got this professionally framed photo (24” x 30”) yesterday for only $7.49 at Ye Olde Surplus Shoppe. Now I just need to get a coworker to drive it to Skyway someday after work. 

One of you cycling fans out there can probably tell me what year this shot was taken. I'm guessing 1997, plus or minus three years. 


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Our Lady of Perpetual Help

November 21, 2023

I'm not making this shit up. Mark W. sent me this, it's a bike rack outside a church in Everett, Our Lady of Perpetual Help.


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tall drip

November 20, 2023

Using a reusable cup not for the 7 cent your-own-cup discount but because I’m single-handedly saving the planet one throw away cup at a time. Somewhere between here and there last week,  I lost the lid to my favorite coffee cup. Which isn’t really a big deal except when I want to ride away before I finish my coffee and it splashes all over my ankles until it all splashes out and then I have no more coffee and my socks are wet. 

Visiting my favorite thrift store recently seeking another other coffee cup I came upon a polished steel nearly newly new 12 ounce Grey Goose vacuum sealed tumbler for $1.74. It hits the spot. With the look and feel of a tall can it holds 12 ounces and it fits right in on my continuum. Full on phantom nostalgia syndrome. Full of hot coffee feeling like a cold beer. Holding on and standing by in the rain wondering why.  It fits right in on my Profile Design cup holder too with the assistance of a child-size pilderwasser bracelet to snug it up. My last coffee cup was rather short & stout so it blew the bottle cage out. extended exstruded extrapolated.  The cute little pw bracelet is reigning it back in. If you zoom in you’ll see the unmistakable letters of the live-wrong bracelets Bill Brady brought to RAGBRAI more than once. I'm wearing one as we speak (as seen in the postcard photos below) I just happen to have a ziplock bag full of those things sitting around waiting for a job to do. A job like this. Another example of in situ resource utilization…  

…ISRU fucking kidding me? 

pill identifier?

pillow officer? 

piss water?

is it raining? 

is Grinnell in Idaho? or Ohio? 

Look Ma, no lid

 


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nineteen seventy two to you two too

November 20, 2023

grande iced white chocolate mocha

November 17, 2023

Did you get your elk?

bike's too small bro


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two crows walk into a bar...

November 16, 2023

group of crows : a murder :: group of ravens : an unkindness

I see a fender

and I want it painted black


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black & white & read all over

November 16, 2023

Q: what’s black & white & read all over?

A: pilderwasser stickers

Strategically stuck all across Iowa in late July. Thank you Chris Murray. Sporadically stuck in other cities and towns all over the country throughout the year. Thanks again Chris Murray. 

 

Q: is this heaven?

A: no. it’s Iowa

Like it’s 1989. Nothing says baseball like a Kevin Costner movie says baseball. 

 

Q: is this real life?

A: yes. it’s Applied Physics bro

You know, Henderson Hall at 1013 NE 40th Street. You’ve been by it a million times even if you never paid attention to the name. Tucked in the northeast armpit of the University Bridge, a stone's throw from the Wall of Death, on your way to Fremont or Recycled Cycles. I strategically stuck this sticker many moons ago and it keeps on keeping on keeping right pointing the way. 

 

 


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zine ziner zinest

November 15, 2023

Copy Machine Manifestos: Artists Who Make Zines

November 17, 2023–March 31, 2024

at the Brooklyn Museum

 

there will be no kickstands in that carefully curated collection in Brooklyn

 


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one hand clapping

November 14, 2023

price quotes:

 

“I’d buy that for a dollar” –Robocop

 

“I want my two dollars” –Better Off Dead

 

“How’d you like to make $14 the hard way?” –Caddyshack

 

The cost of living is riding on a vector that’s out of control in both magnitude and direction. So I’m not sure what the going rate is these days in the 98105 on Boat Street or even the 98118 on Ferdinand Street,  but I got these for $5. Perhaps only because Andy Voight rang me up. 

 

To the untrained eye these look like a pair of beat down brake levers. But those in-the-know know these levers will last another 20 years.  These levers kick ass. 

 


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is this real life?

November 13, 2023

department of redundancy department

dispensable disposable expendable

repeatedly repeating

tautologies 

stating the obvious

LOUD & CLEAR

professing profusely 

blathering 

bombastic 

bullshit

blah blah blah

iterating reiterations 

sporting two belts 

suspenders too

countless 

contingencies 

covered

cost benefit 

analysis paralysis

invert & multiply

difficult to quantify

loss of joy

litigation

compensation

is this real life?

David After Dentist

Alaska Airlines Pilot

same shit

different drug

pick your poison

side effects may include

you're totally fucked

pharmaceutical

industrial

experimental

trial & error trial

anecdotal

existential

expendable

redundant

redundantly

redundant

psychosomatic

psychedelic

what is what

is what is

they want 

you to think

that is that

lesser of two evils

flip a coin

roll the dice

draw a straw

long haul

short game

same same

same difference

status quo 

so six years ago

 

 

 

 

to avoid delays

receiving your mail

please inform

correspondents of

your correct address

 


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stuck together like a readymade

November 10, 2023

110 years ago Duchamp stuck a fork in a stool, mounted a wheel and called it art 

 

25 years ago I was bombing down Denny on the way to work. A guy in a Cadillac was messing with me. Perhaps he was angry that he had to pass a cyclist at 8 in the morning. I believe he got in front of me and intentionally slammed on his brakes in the middle of the Denny descent over I-5. 

 

I stacked it up onto the back of his car. The guy got out looking a bit surprised. I didn’t say anything except “my bike scratched the shit out of your car” When I climbed off the trunk and picked up my bike, I spun the front wheel and it was fine so I thought my bike was fine too. I rode away. But it only took a moment on the bike to realize the fork was fucked. 

 

That’s the fork with the unique rake that wound up in my version of Bicycle Wheel. 


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they took all the trees put em in a tree museum

November 9, 2023

Just a flash 

Just a phase

Just a fad

Just a thought

Just a notion

Just a shadow

Just a bit outside

Just a little off the top

Just a Joni Mitchell song

Just a click away

Just a shot away

Just a kid

Just a friend

Just a joke

Just a poke

Just a splash

Just a tickle

Just a twinkle

Just a sprinkle

Just a nibble

Just a nipple

Just a nip

Just a tip

Just a tich

Just a touch

Just a swig

Just a swag

Just a look

Just a glance

Just a chance

Just a whiff

Just a beer

Just a nudge

Just a hunch

Just a pinch

Just a reminder

Just a round corner

Just a wake up call

Just a kick in the balls

Just a cup check

Just a gut punch

Just a google

Just a FUCK OFF

Just a liberal arts degree

Just a walk in the park

Just a hop skip & jump

Just a quality of life issue

 


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greener grass

November 7, 2023

If anyone knows about quality of life issues it’s Mr. Lane Kagay. He also knows the grass is greener in Eugene. 

 

Yesterday Lane sent along this still life. I like to call it:  portrait of the artist as product placement, brand recognition and consumer loyalty. 

 

Please take a moment to direct your attention to the CETMA site and check out the powder coating options.  

 


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ask me if it's raining

November 6, 2023

ode to the local bike shop

November 4, 2023

Counterbalance Bikes is closing in a week or so. I plan to make one final visit to say hello - goodbye to Peter as I roll along the U-Village Silvercloud Burke Gilman route on an electric assist bathtub. 

there goes the neighborhood

there goes the local bike shop

Adam, Jake & Peter opened Counterbalance at 2 West Roy Street in 2000. Peter took over and it moved to the Blakeley Burke Gilman spot formerly known as Ti Cycles II. 

You can read more here where the comments are often more entertaining than the content

Digging through the photographic memory I found these shots of Sam and Todd during a Boat Street Crit with C. Forest Hoag lurking in the background. 17 years later I often find myself loitering on Boat Street and that building in the back is UW Box #355100 but you can address it to #355020.

Jake racing CMWC Seattle 2003

this may or may not be a Tyler Goldsmith photo but that is Adam at the Store Room in the late 90s

 

Counterbalance Closing Sale

closed on Mondays bro

visualize your new bike shop here


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oh Brad - 20 years later

November 3, 2023

So the boss says to me     three weeks ago you delivered this box to this mailroom       do you remember it? glazed over    I stare    not really at him     but at the empty space off in the distance over his left shoulder    pausing and waiting    for a beat or two     expecting a punch line      like     are you fucking kidding me?     I delivered a shit ton of boxes in the past three weeks why would I remember any of them…   …if the barcode scan says I delivered it    then I guess I  delivered it    but that does not mean I remember it    what day is it? 

 


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pilder asser

November 2, 2023

on the Ave

paused 

for a moment

briefly

euphemistically

just to see

a man about a horse

4133

University 

Way NE

google me

 

 

same shit

different bike

plus or minus

24 hours

pausing 

briefly 

just to see

that man about that horse

again

one way 

or another

 

 


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SEA-FAB ritual

November 1, 2023

our lady of the short americano

no room

short short

like like

like really like 

no words needed

the usual

approach the alter

offering up

swipe   insert   tap 

leave a tip

 


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