How can I continue doing this that I do here? Of course I owe it to my advertisers, because besides being my friends, the bottom line is that I’m financially obligated to them.
Two huge personalities in my life have just died, a huge portion of the north bay has burned/is burning leaving almost 3,000 residences burned, 31 dead, over 500 missing, over 20,000 forced to evacuate, and over 100,000 acres blackened;
The air outside of my house is thick with caustic smoke, and ashes of people’s lives are falling to the ground like snowflakes. This of course is minuscule in comparison to the millions of people in Puerto Rico who thanks to our absolutely ineffectual and impotent Federal government are literally drowning in a humanitarian crisis, the likes of which this country has never seen.
And that is just the icing on the candles on the cake.
How can I stand here day after day and act like I’m unfazed by it all and continue on as if everything is going to be ok?
I guess the simple answer to all of this is I can’t. The world has bent me to a place where though for now I remain unbroken, I feel scarred beyond recognition.
Do I use this vehicle as a tool of catharsis? Do I use it as a tool to bring people together? Does it even matter?
I’ll tell you one thing of which I’m absolutely certain, and that is I don’t know.
I suppose one thing I do know, at least for now, is that my OCD won’t allow me to give up the ship quite yet, so for as long as I have two fingers and an inkling that what we have here makes even a modicum of difference for the better, I’ll keep at it.
With all of that being said, I’d like to direct your attention to the momentary distraction that is John Tomac;
To say I adore him would be a painful understatement;
As a slight side note, have any of yinz ever heard Watts Dixon song-like voice?;
I emailed him just after watching that Tomac piece and mentioned I didn’t realize he and Tomac both share the same vocal cords.
Not necessarily relating to Watts, Tomac, but to riding bikes to the best of your ability (while possibly dressed as a banana or some other oblong object), I mentioned on Monday that the second annual Pauloween event is right around the corner;
There’s no pre-registration required, you don’t need a USAC license, and the entry fee is simply a promise not to be a dick.
Mark your calendar and make your mothers proud.
In news that nearly promises to help makes folks feel a little better, Colorado weather radar his captured a butterfly migration;
My mom has told me a story a number of times from when I was a real little kid of two or three years old.
She said she was working inside the house when she heard me belt out a series of blood curdling screams. She dropped what she was doing and ran outside only to see me in the front yard covered in butterflies.
It seems as though while I was puttering around doing whatever three year old do (touching pieces of grass, looking at ants, and then eating pieces of grass, and eating ants), a monarch migration blew through and trapped me in the middle of it.
Unfortunately I have no recollection of these events, but it would certainly explain, at least in part, why I’m distrusting of the little critters.
Because nobody ever suspects the butterfly;
Now, in news of AHTBM business stuff, I would like to offer a belated thanks to Bicycling Magazine for recently and thoughtfully including some of my little 7″ record do-dads in a recent ‘stuff’ spread;
For those who possibly aren’t in the know, it was with cooperation with Paul Component Engineering that I had these made, and they are as fine as you’d imagine them to be.
If you wanna pitch them plastic 7″ adapters that you use to spin your dumb little records, and pick up one of these machined, and laser-engraved numbers, all you gotta do is go here;
I can’t promise that they’ll help your taste in music be as awesome as mine, but they can’t hurt.
Finally, I would like to mention that on Sunday our slow roll and potluck has been changed due to bad air conditions. The ride has to be cancelled, and because of park closures, we’re not entirely sure where the potluck will be located;
Wherever we end up, we’ll be bringing food to enjoy, so if you’d like to bring some of your Gramgram’s famous Vienna sausage and pump cheese casserole, all who would like to attend are welcome. I will update info here as well as both the AHTBM FB page and the Instant Grahams.
*Update- The entire thing has been cancelled and will be rescheduled for sometime in the next couple of weeks.
Perhaps this event will offer me some semblance of closure/peace, and I can figure out just where the hell I’m going with my life.