Friday’s trash heap.
I’m outta here, Vladimirs. I may or may not have a post on Monday, so drink in what you can, while you can.
Firstly, did any of y’all watch Fraggle Rock? I did not, but it looked like a right halusinogen-ie good time;
A wise man once said-
Weed and felt become tax write-offs if you create Fraggle Rock. Now get out there and be somebody.
— Don NicHOWLS (@TheDairylandDon) August 26, 2015
Get out there and be somebody, indeed.
You know who’s been getting out there and being somebody in ways which may or may not involve weed and felt?
Jeff from All City Bikecycles, that’s who.
It was just a couple of days ago when he sent me the following video featuring their Mr. Pink model, as well as cameos by some of Minneapolis’ finest young derels;
It looks like a pretty good time riding bikes.
I can see why so many people are opposed to it.
Lotta unhappy people out there.
Say, did I mention that I’ll be in Colorado next week?
It’s true, I will be, and besides doing other super Boulder-ie things like wearing Patagonia jackets, being smug, and taking cyclocross seriously, I will be attending this here shebang;
I understand these two will be somewhere in the mix as well;
This of course being cyclocross supahstah Mo Bruno Roy, and her identical twin sister Julie.
Which is which? No clue, and frankly, identical twins freak me right the fuck out.
They always have, and I’ve not spent any time around them since I was in fourth grade, which even then was limited at best. I think I harbor some kind of subtle phobia that they’re always punking me, and playing pranks and tricks, and communicating with telepathy, and secret languages, and feeling each others pain, and all of these other things that I can’t wrap my mind around.
Anyhow, along with Joe and Laura from Soulrun who are responsible for making the entire shindig happen to begin with, an array of other instigators, and maybe that guy up there on the flyer;
-we will all be converging on the Front Range with a puffy jacketed fury.
Please come out and put your head into the mix for a high five or a face punch.
Not related to that thing, or the next thing, but Wednesday marked my first proper bike ride in seven months;
It was clumsy, and slowish, and painful, but I loved it.
Allow me to be the first to welcome me back.
Now finally, before we part ways, it came to my attention last week that day before yesterday, the world was supposed to end.
I guess based on the fact that we’re still here, it did not, though I kinda hoped it woulda looked like this;
A big, rolling wall of death of destruction wrapped up with a snuggly little face.
Alas, it didn’t and it wasn’t, and we remain to complain another day, and like so many doomsday prophets before them, their prediction lands squarely where it belongs. On an amiable, seemingly Yiddish speaking, blues singling pile of trash.
Pfft! Please tell me the comments on that article, example below, are tongue in cheek irony?!
“Brittany Nikole Valdez · Works at Boulder Museum Of Contemporary Art
If there is not a bike lane on the street, dont ride in the street!”
“Joe Crossley · Anaconda Job Corps
Bikers should be forced to pay for registration and insurance.They also should empose tickets for being to slow and tickets for blowing stop signs. buncha douchey lance armstrongs slowng down the the flow of my day”
“douchey lance armstrongs” as if there is any other kind!
Only you can control your own flow…..Miss Heap has spoken.
Only you can control your own flow…..Miss Heap has spoken.
No irony in those statements. Chances are the commenters all hold a driver’s license. A license given on the presumption that the holder understands the vehicle code. Unfortunately, at least here in CO, license testing faces a constant dumbing down. For instance, the parallel parking portion of the driving test was eliminated because too many drivers failed that specific part of the test.
If a driver cannot parallel park, how are they supposed to have any grasp of the vehicle code that defines cyclists as any other vehicle, given all the rights and responsibilities of motor vehicle drivers and use of any lane, with exceptions defined in a state statute.
The problem is a lack of education and training for all vehicle users. A systemic problem that’s motivated by profit. Stricter licensing means less drivers that results in less revenue from registration and taxes, fewer car sales, etc. etc. There is little motivation to improve the safety of drivers and the expansion of other modes of transportation.
The other side of the problem is the implementation of bicycle specific infrastructure. Often new infrastructure is emplaced with no clear education or direction of how to use it correctly: for cyclists and motorists. Combine that with inconsistencies in infrastructure between municipalities and block-to-block and the whole bike-lane/car-lane interaction becomes chaotic.
The Westword article is about a 4-block stretch of road. What are cyclists supposed to do when the bike infrastructure ends? Resume riding in the road as traffic is the only legal answer. Yet, the presence of bike-only infrastructure implies to motorists that cyclists only belong on specific road ways with bike-only infrastructure. However, this thinking is wrong and in conflict with established traffic laws. Sadly the vehicle code is interestingly silent on bike-specific infrastructure. The only things that’s really mentioned in CO’s vehicle code about it is, cyclists are not compelled to use bike infrastructure and can act as any other vehicle in any lane of traffic. Lastly, there’s no effort to make this simple point: cyclists are vehicles, albeit slow moving compared to motorists, allowed to use the road in the same way as any other vehicle user.
I love Michael Bussman…sometimes.
Those creepy ass identical twins in The Shining scare me way worse than any modern day horror movie characters!
Peoples Republic of Boulder..
good to read that biking re-occurs, if that’s even a word. shenanigans is.
After a significant hiatus, you’re back on the two-wheeled program! Stoked for you, and looking forward to a hairnet ride in 2016. Where shall we roll?