what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

check out your local library 

it's a working model of The Travelling Salesman Problem each day out there with results presented in real time and if seat covers could talk this one would have some stories to tell as safety measures have been put in place by designers brogrammers and developers to prevent such things from happening please keep in mind the manual override option to reintroduce the potential for human error once in while as the weather warms cycling money back into the cycling economy all along the I-5 corridor I need another one of these and another one of these and couple of these in the 2018 Pantone color of the year

with some discussion of vehicular cycling in a previous post Alistair sent me a copy of the letter Roger Durham wrote to VeloNews in 1982 that was  then reprinted in the Rivendell Reader in 1995. Durham's letter sums it up and says it better than I can say it myself. 

when you google "the Roger Durham letter to VeloNews" you can find all kinds of discussion and cyclists yelling at each other, saying things like "you're making us all look bad" which I feel is a bunch of horseshit.

Durham is right on when he says watch how bike messengers flow through the city and learn how to limit your exposure time. 

I have a vague recollection of the events in question but without sufficient information I can neither confirm nor deny any allegations

when I was your age 12-packs of the Beast were $3.69 and full-on kegs were $27 at McNally's 

as founder and president of the profile design cup holders club the addition of this bottle cage to the work bike makes it more functional and personal and versatile. as you know these bottle cages cover any situation no matter where you find yourself on the coffee-beer continuum.

what would John Forester do?

blurring the line between vehicular cycling and jimmy johns 

John Forester never rode a souped-up electric assist purple haze cargo bike with an 8' long wheel base around a college campus full of winding roads, slick bricks, dirt trails, side paths and loading docks sprinkled with 40,000 undergrads looking at their phones.  while the jimmy johns tear it up I smile and continue on in a safe and predictable manner monday through friday. 

spitting distance from a stones throw away

let there be light on the Latin via Greek 

it's a deluxe place to sit down after work

we appreciate your attention to detail

when we say we     we mean me

i'd like to draw your attention to the zero-seven t-shirt

I'm sore and tired and hungry and clueless like a rookie