"If you can't be pretty, you might as well cause trouble" – Florence King
Posted in bike commuting, Delight, Parenthood on Jan 12th, 2017
I rode my bike to work today. Many of you are like, “yeah, so what…you always ride your bike to work,” but the fact of the matter is. I have a job to ride to. It’s very, very, very part time, but. I have eight hours a week where I am being paid for my […]
Posted in Art Projects & Making Things, bike commuting, Holidailies 2012, nostalgia, Sewing on Dec 6th, 2012
IMG_2718, a photo by Meetzorp on Flickr. Because I was working on this You may well ask what in the name of heck it is, and I will answer that question right away. It should be, with a bit of good fortune, a waistcoat made out of six neckties braided together. To make it, you […]
Posted in bike commuting, Gratuitous Cussing, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Kansas City, meh, Notions and Rants, Photo entries on Jul 18th, 2012
Let’s just clear the air and start with “animosity,” since alphabeticaly it’s the first, and it will be the predominant theme of this entry anyway. I feel a lot of damn animosity toward taggers, especially those who just scrawl gang tags, names, or slogans all over the place. And I double-hate stencillers, especially those who […]
Posted in bike commuting, Dumpster Diving, Trek 800, Well I'll Be Darned on Jul 16th, 2012
I expect that most of the people who saw me, and especially the four teenaged skateboarders over by Penn Valley Park, were thinking, “what the hell is that crazy lady doing?” I expect I elicit that question often. I encountered an abandoned rug on my way home from Friz tonight and decided I’d just as […]
Posted in bike commuting, Utter Silliness, Well I'll Be Darned on Jun 20th, 2012
On my way to work this morning, I saw a dog who reminded me of Billy Connolly’s “wee brown dog.†It wasn’t wee, as such, mind you. He was upper-mid-sized, probably around 60lb, lanky and leggy, probably a pit-bull and labrador mix. He was a tawny buff color, with a white chest, white feet, and […]
Posted in bike commuting, Delight, Distractions, dumb things I have done, Kansas City, Oh, for fuck's sake, Playing With Weather on Dec 14th, 2011
If you haven’t seen the “murmuration of starlings†video on the Internet yet, first things first, go and do it. It is beautiful and impressive and a testament to the wonders and glories of nature. It is also…how to put it…gratifyingly devoid of flying guano. Now, then. This morning, on my way to work, I […]
Posted in bike commuting, Distractions, Oh, for fuck's sake, Photo entries, Take A Look At This, Utter Silliness, Well I'll Be Darned on Aug 3rd, 2011
Seriously not safe for work. This post features content of a dirty, big rubber penis I found alongside of the road. I hope you consider this fair warning.
Posted in bike commuting, Gratuitous Cussing, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching on Mar 14th, 2011
So, on my ride to work today a driver pulled a nasty trick which seems to be a particular Kansas City specialty. This guy took a wrong turn…pulled in to the Community College campus off 31st Street when he probably meant to take a right on to Broadway. So, instead of cutting through campus to […]
Posted in bike commuting, dumb things I have done, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Work/career (vague as to avoid doocing) on Jan 27th, 2011
In Anne of Avonlea, Anne has a lousy day, which starts off when she wakes up with a toothache and goes downhill from there. She gets to work (she’s a schoolteacher at this point) the heating stove refuses to draw, resulting in a cold, smoky classroom. The kids are all plagued with midwinter cabin fever […]
Posted in bike commuting, Distractions, grumbles gripes and pointless bitching, Oh, for fuck's sake, Things I like & Things I don't like on Jan 24th, 2011
I pass by this church every morning on my way to work, and every morning, I get a wee case of the grumpies from this: The first half zillion times I passed by it, I just thought, “oh, a phone box. You don’t see many of those around anymore. Darn convenient when you do need […]