Margaret McDermott Bridge
“It’s creepy, but here we are, the Pilgrims, the crackpots of our time, trying to establish our own alternate reality. To build a world out of rocks and chaos.What it’s going to be, I don’t know.Even...
View ArticleBicycle and Coffee
“Coffee is a lot more than just a drink; it’s something happening. Not as in hip, but like an event, a place to be, but not like a location, but like somewhere within yourself. It gives you time, but...
View ArticleFox on the Run
“That’s what people do when they find a special place that wild and full of life, they trample it to death.”― Carl Hiaasen, Flush My Cannondale road bike at Trammell Crow Park. From an early part of...
View ArticleUpping My Bicycle Commuting Game – Part Seven – Leg Shield
“I had to ride my bike to and from their god damn plant way up north in the high-chemical crime district, and reachable only by riding on the shoulder of some major freeways. I could feel the years...
View ArticleMonkeys Minding Machines
“For God’s sake, let us be mennot monkeys minding machinesor sitting with our tails curledwhile the machine amuses us, the radio or film or gramophone.Monkeys with a bland grin on our faces.”― D.H....
View ArticleNorthaven Trail Bridge Update
“I delve into the mysterious and counterintuitive world of helmets and high-visibility gear later in the book. But it’s worth immediately noting this: while they’re not inherently bad, they’re less a...
View ArticleThe Intensity of Forgetting
“The degree of slowness is directionally proportional to the intensity of memory. The degree of speed is directionally proportional to the intensity of forgetting.”― Milan Kundera, Slowness bicycle...
View ArticleA Person Freed Of the Future Has Nothing To Fear
“What could I say? Maybe this: the man hunched over his motorcycle can focus only on the present instant of his flight; he is caught in a fragment of time cut off from both the past and the future; he...
View ArticleBicycle, Coffee, and a Notebook
“Always carry a notebook. And I mean always. The short-term memory only retains information for three minutes; unless it is committed to paper you can lose an idea for ever.”― Will Self I meant to get...
View ArticleMore Bicycling, Coffee, and a Notebook
“Every time I hear a political speech or I read those of our leaders, I am horrified at having, for years, heard nothing which sounded human. It is always the same words telling the same lies. And the...
View ArticleEverything Everywhere All at Once
“Every Rejection, Every Disappointment Has Led You Here To This Moment” — Alpha Waymond, Everything Everywhere All at Once My bicycle locked up in front of The Alamo Drafthouse theater in Richardson,...
View ArticleInto the Triple Digits
“Louisiana in September was like an obscene phone call from nature. The air – moist, sultry, secretive, and far from fresh – felt as if it were being exhaled into one’s face. Sometimes it even sounded...
View ArticleToday is the First Day
“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.”― Rumi Clarence Street Art Collective, The Cedars, Dallas, Texas I remember back in high school...
View ArticleBicycle, Pen, and Notebook
“I love the smell of book ink in the morning.”― Umberto Eco Stuff on a picnic table in Huffhines Park, Richardson Texas. Day two of the rest of my life. I didn’t get up as early as I liked – but I did...
View ArticleSomebody Had A Bad Day
“After being bombarded endlessly by road-safety propaganda it was almost a relief to find myself in an actual accident.”― J.G. Ballard, Crash Scene of a crash. That heavy metal bollard – put in to...
View ArticleStaycation
“Every person needs to take one day away. A day in which one consciously separates the past from the future. Jobs, family, employers, and friends can exist one day without any one of us, and if our...
View ArticleLittle Free Libraries Everywhere
“Are you happy wearing clothes that don’t give you pleasure? Do you feel joy when surrounded by piles of unread books that don’t touch your heart? Do you think that owning accessories you know you’ll...
View ArticleBicycling at Dawn
“Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, and by degrees the forms and colours of things are restored to them, and we watch the dawn remaking the world in its antique pattern.”― Oscar Wilde, The...
View ArticleLet Me Sip
“Coffee is a lot more than just a drink; it’s something happening. Not as in hip, but like an event, a place to be, but not like a location, but like somewhere within yourself. It gives you time, but...
View ArticleAnd the Dish Ran Away With the Spoon
“Rockabye Baby, in the treetopDont you know a treetopis no safe place to rock?And who put you up there,and your cradle too?Baby,I think someone down herehas got it in for you!”― Shel Silverstein...
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