Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Turtle Tchotchke Tuesday
Here we have a crane standing on a turtle dragon. We're not sure what the bowl is supposed to hold.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Don't take my Kodachrome away
You've probably heard that Kodak is discontinuing its Kodachrome film.
KRSN/KRSN-FM Stereo, Los Alamos, had problems with Paul Simon's "Kodachrome." The first time I heard it, the D.J. apologized for the offense that it would produce but played it anyway. Well, they bleeped the offensive bit.
"Crap."
"Crap"? That's the dirty word? "Crap"?
Boy, KRSN was really watching out for all those sensitive ears in Los Alamos. I was disappointed.
They eventually removed "Kodachrome" from their playlist altogether. I supposed they figured that everybody knew what the offensive word was and that we all filled it in when the *bleep* happened so they were essentially contributing to the naughtiness of Los Alamos.
KRSN was a nice, little station. They had something for everybody. They had Rock and Roll in afternoons for the school kids. They had Classical music in the evenings for those of us with more taste. They had Paul Harvey for the rest of the stories. And when they were signing off for the night, they had H. L. Hunt's "Freedom Talks" for the patriots.
And they had "Test Your Knowledge"!
"Test Your Knowledge" was a call-in quiz where they'd ask a question and the first person to call with the correct answer won a prize and a chance to win the weekly fabulous grand prize. The answers could all be found in The World Almanac and Book of Facts.
I won the fabulous grand prize once. It was a real silver dollar!
Another time, I answered the question right. I got 50 cents! I was proud of my accomplishment...getting through before anybody else with the right answer. I didn't even have to consult the almanac.
Dad wasn't so impressed. "It'll cost more than 50 cents in gasoline and wear and tear on the car to drive up to North Mesa to pick up the money."
I was such a burden.
KRSN/KRSN-FM Stereo, Los Alamos, had problems with Paul Simon's "Kodachrome." The first time I heard it, the D.J. apologized for the offense that it would produce but played it anyway. Well, they bleeped the offensive bit.
When I think back on all the *bleep* I learned in high school it's a wonder I can think at all.I had to switch to one of the enlightened Santa Fe stations to hear the dirty word. It took a while but I finally heard the unexpurgated version.
"Crap."
"Crap"? That's the dirty word? "Crap"?
Boy, KRSN was really watching out for all those sensitive ears in Los Alamos. I was disappointed.
They eventually removed "Kodachrome" from their playlist altogether. I supposed they figured that everybody knew what the offensive word was and that we all filled it in when the *bleep* happened so they were essentially contributing to the naughtiness of Los Alamos.
KRSN was a nice, little station. They had something for everybody. They had Rock and Roll in afternoons for the school kids. They had Classical music in the evenings for those of us with more taste. They had Paul Harvey for the rest of the stories. And when they were signing off for the night, they had H. L. Hunt's "Freedom Talks" for the patriots.
And they had "Test Your Knowledge"!
"Test Your Knowledge" was a call-in quiz where they'd ask a question and the first person to call with the correct answer won a prize and a chance to win the weekly fabulous grand prize. The answers could all be found in The World Almanac and Book of Facts.
I won the fabulous grand prize once. It was a real silver dollar!
Another time, I answered the question right. I got 50 cents! I was proud of my accomplishment...getting through before anybody else with the right answer. I didn't even have to consult the almanac.
Dad wasn't so impressed. "It'll cost more than 50 cents in gasoline and wear and tear on the car to drive up to North Mesa to pick up the money."
I was such a burden.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Giving waste the brushoff
You know how some guys flush as they approach the urinal? And they flush (and flush and flush again) while they're going? I suppose the sound of running water triggers a Pavlovian response with their bladders. Or maybe they think that the sound of running water will mask the noise of their peeing so nobody else in the bathroom will know what they're doing.
We all have our little idiosyncrasies in the bathroom.
There's another one I've never quite understood. In these times of water restrictions we are being reminded that we shouldn't leave the water running while brushing our teeth. I never knew we were supposed to run the water more than what's needed to wet the brush before brushing, rinse it afterwards, and to get a mouthful or two for rinsing and spitting.
I'll bet people leave the water running through all those steps because it's just so much trouble to quickly turn the knob or slide the lever twice between each of the steps. (Think of all the calories that would be burnt if we all did that! The nation's obesity epidemic could be cured if we all turned off the water while brushing.)
So imagine my bewilderment when I encountered someone brushing his teeth at work. Our bathrooms have faucets that turn themselves off after they've run for a few seconds. This guy mashed on the knob to get the water running, wet his brush, pasted it up and started brushing. The water turned itself off.
He mashed the knob and continued brushing. The water turned itself off. He mashed and continued brushing. Again and again.
So much for my theory that it's too much effort to turn the water off. This guy spent extra effort to keep it going.
My head reeled.
(He set a notebook on the shelf by the door on his way in. It had his business card taped to it. It had "Ph. D." after his name. My head reels.)
We all have our little idiosyncrasies in the bathroom.
There's another one I've never quite understood. In these times of water restrictions we are being reminded that we shouldn't leave the water running while brushing our teeth. I never knew we were supposed to run the water more than what's needed to wet the brush before brushing, rinse it afterwards, and to get a mouthful or two for rinsing and spitting.
I'll bet people leave the water running through all those steps because it's just so much trouble to quickly turn the knob or slide the lever twice between each of the steps. (Think of all the calories that would be burnt if we all did that! The nation's obesity epidemic could be cured if we all turned off the water while brushing.)
So imagine my bewilderment when I encountered someone brushing his teeth at work. Our bathrooms have faucets that turn themselves off after they've run for a few seconds. This guy mashed on the knob to get the water running, wet his brush, pasted it up and started brushing. The water turned itself off.
He mashed the knob and continued brushing. The water turned itself off. He mashed and continued brushing. Again and again.
So much for my theory that it's too much effort to turn the water off. This guy spent extra effort to keep it going.
My head reeled.
(He set a notebook on the shelf by the door on his way in. It had his business card taped to it. It had "Ph. D." after his name. My head reels.)
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Spring 1967
When I hauled the family slides back from my visit to Los Alamos last fall my goal was to see pictures of my parents' wedding and the road trip from hell. I went through a binge and achieved my goal. And I took a break from the scanner.
I had thought that I would scan a carousel of slides last Friday when I took a day off from work. But I napped instead. I sat down after lunch and woke up just before Jerry got home. Oh, well.
Then Mom sent me all the slides that didn't make it home with me last Fall. They came today. Inspiration!
Here are some pictures from Spring 1967. We get a visit from the Jordans.
I had thought that I would scan a carousel of slides last Friday when I took a day off from work. But I napped instead. I sat down after lunch and woke up just before Jerry got home. Oh, well.
Then Mom sent me all the slides that didn't make it home with me last Fall. They came today. Inspiration!
Here are some pictures from Spring 1967. We get a visit from the Jordans.
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Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Turtle Tchotchke Tuesday
This turtle is carved out of some sort of stone. It has a story carved on the outside of its cave. The saleswoman gave us a summary of the tale but we've forgotten it.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Over the Rainbow
The Saturday, March 15, 2008, New York Times Crossword puzzle started off with:
Judy Garland died 40 years ago today.
I was in the back seat of the '55 Chevy being driven somewhere downtown by one of my big sisters and the radio was playing a Rock and Roll station from Santa Fe. The DJ told us that Judy Garland had died then played "Ding-Dong! The Witch is Dead." I thought that that was rather rude, celebrating the death of the wonderful "Wizard of Oz" star.
Grandma told me a story about the last episode of Judy's television show. She told me that Judy was told that her show was being canceled and that Judy went out and threw her all into that final show (with no guests?), then, at the end, threw down the microphone in disgust and stormed off the set. I don't know if that is indeed what happened (it should be easy enough to find out but I'll just live with this memory of my Grandmother). I guess Grandma was a fan.
I've tried to be a fan. I've bought a bunch of her CDs. I got some videos of her television show. 142 songs of hers on my jPod. Often, when a song of hers get played (it's always in shuffle mode), it sounds to me like I'm hearing a cruel parody of Judy. I just can't get terribly excited by a lot of her performances (at least the live performances of the '60s). I hope this doesn't mean that I have to turn in my Gay Card.
I'll turn off shuffle mode for the day and devote my iPod time to Judy. Then I'll watch "The Wizard of Oz." Maybe I'll come around.
Poor Judy. I hope her troubles melted like lemon drops.
Where were you when you heard that Judy had died?
Speaking of Gay Icons, here's a part of one of the episodes of the Judy Garland Show I recorded when it was played on Showtime:
1A: Judy Garland or Liza MinnelliThe answer had 7 letters. I had a hunch but, doing the puzzle in ink (on a Saturday!), worked my way back to the spot. Sure enough the answer was "Gay Icon."
Judy Garland died 40 years ago today.
I was in the back seat of the '55 Chevy being driven somewhere downtown by one of my big sisters and the radio was playing a Rock and Roll station from Santa Fe. The DJ told us that Judy Garland had died then played "Ding-Dong! The Witch is Dead." I thought that that was rather rude, celebrating the death of the wonderful "Wizard of Oz" star.
Grandma told me a story about the last episode of Judy's television show. She told me that Judy was told that her show was being canceled and that Judy went out and threw her all into that final show (with no guests?), then, at the end, threw down the microphone in disgust and stormed off the set. I don't know if that is indeed what happened (it should be easy enough to find out but I'll just live with this memory of my Grandmother). I guess Grandma was a fan.
I've tried to be a fan. I've bought a bunch of her CDs. I got some videos of her television show. 142 songs of hers on my jPod. Often, when a song of hers get played (it's always in shuffle mode), it sounds to me like I'm hearing a cruel parody of Judy. I just can't get terribly excited by a lot of her performances (at least the live performances of the '60s). I hope this doesn't mean that I have to turn in my Gay Card.
I'll turn off shuffle mode for the day and devote my iPod time to Judy. Then I'll watch "The Wizard of Oz." Maybe I'll come around.
Poor Judy. I hope her troubles melted like lemon drops.
Where were you when you heard that Judy had died?
Speaking of Gay Icons, here's a part of one of the episodes of the Judy Garland Show I recorded when it was played on Showtime:
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Four months in the can
Can almost four months have already passed? Can it be the solstice? Can you remember when this all began? Can it, Chuckbert! Can we just get to the story?
Happy Summer Solstice, 2009!
Way back on February 28, I posted a little teaser where I showed pictures of some cans I put on the roof but didn't say what they were doing there. Izzy's guess about what was going on was pretty much correct. (Maybe it wasn't a guess. Maybe she knew but left it vague so not to spoil the surprise.)
The cans were pinhole cameras. Each had some Ilford photographic paper in it and a hole in its side. After I took the pictures of the cans I removed the tape covering their pinholes and just left them. Today I went up there, put some tape over their pinholes and brought them in to "process."
The processing is very simple. I just put the paper on my scanner's glass and scanned. No chemicals! No Costco 1-hour photo! Just scanning and tweaking with image editing software.
The whole point of this exercise was to watch the sun's progress through the months. We get to see the sun rise higher in the sky as the days go by. At least when there are no clouds. We get to see May Gray and June Gloom very well.
Here is the scene that the paint can strapped to south side of the chimney screen saw:
The sun was behind clouds where there are gaps in the white stripes.
I put the holes in the middles of the cans. That ended up getting a lot of the foreground but cut off the top of the sun's arcs. In this picture you can see the new solar powered attic fan and Solatube we had installed last year.
It's interesting how the sun shows through gaps between leaves of the ash tree even when it has fully leafed out. (The bottom trails of the sun go through the tree before it got all of its leaves.)
Here's a normal camera's view of that direction (though not nearly as wide angle):
This next picture is from the can on the east side of the chimney. The sun goes through an ash tree on the left and over another ash on the right. That's the same tree on the left side of the first picture above. You can see the Solatube on the roof of the garage.
This is the normal view showing the garage roof and the left hand ash tree from above.
This is the picture taken by the Guinness can strapped to the tripod of the weather station. This picture shows our May Gray and June Gloom pretty well. The sun's trails at the top of the arc got pretty sparse. We've had a very gloomy couple of months. The sun didn't make an appearance all day today.
This picture is from a Guinness can on an angled leg of the weather station's tripod. I set it up a few weeks after the others on the Spring Equinox. It's looking higher in the sky and a bit to the west of the other Guinness can. I'm not sure why there aren't many trails in the morning side of the picture. Maybe the paper inside the can wasn't right up against the can and shaded the sun.
This is the view from the tripod. That's the ash that the sun goes over.
I've put the paint cans and a Guinness can back up there. I am taking pictures from the Summer Solstice to the Winter Solstice. That's the longest exposure that you would want to take. You don't want to have a solstice in the middle of an exposure since you'd just get the sun retracing its path as it changes direction.
These new cameras have their pinholes higher so that they'll get more of the sky and less of the ground. The sky's the point of these pictures after all. But the foreground does make them more interesting. I wonder why the Guinness cans don't show any detail on the ground. Maybe they need bigger pinholes.
I made up four other Guinness cans. I'll have to figure out where to put them.
I learned about this technique from an Astronomy Picture of the Day. It's got links to sites that explain how you, too, can make solargraphs!
Happy Summer Solstice, 2009!
Way back on February 28, I posted a little teaser where I showed pictures of some cans I put on the roof but didn't say what they were doing there. Izzy's guess about what was going on was pretty much correct. (Maybe it wasn't a guess. Maybe she knew but left it vague so not to spoil the surprise.)
The cans were pinhole cameras. Each had some Ilford photographic paper in it and a hole in its side. After I took the pictures of the cans I removed the tape covering their pinholes and just left them. Today I went up there, put some tape over their pinholes and brought them in to "process."
The processing is very simple. I just put the paper on my scanner's glass and scanned. No chemicals! No Costco 1-hour photo! Just scanning and tweaking with image editing software.
The whole point of this exercise was to watch the sun's progress through the months. We get to see the sun rise higher in the sky as the days go by. At least when there are no clouds. We get to see May Gray and June Gloom very well.
Here is the scene that the paint can strapped to south side of the chimney screen saw:
The sun was behind clouds where there are gaps in the white stripes.I put the holes in the middles of the cans. That ended up getting a lot of the foreground but cut off the top of the sun's arcs. In this picture you can see the new solar powered attic fan and Solatube we had installed last year.
It's interesting how the sun shows through gaps between leaves of the ash tree even when it has fully leafed out. (The bottom trails of the sun go through the tree before it got all of its leaves.)
Here's a normal camera's view of that direction (though not nearly as wide angle):
This next picture is from the can on the east side of the chimney. The sun goes through an ash tree on the left and over another ash on the right. That's the same tree on the left side of the first picture above. You can see the Solatube on the roof of the garage.
This is the normal view showing the garage roof and the left hand ash tree from above.
This is the picture taken by the Guinness can strapped to the tripod of the weather station. This picture shows our May Gray and June Gloom pretty well. The sun's trails at the top of the arc got pretty sparse. We've had a very gloomy couple of months. The sun didn't make an appearance all day today.
This picture is from a Guinness can on an angled leg of the weather station's tripod. I set it up a few weeks after the others on the Spring Equinox. It's looking higher in the sky and a bit to the west of the other Guinness can. I'm not sure why there aren't many trails in the morning side of the picture. Maybe the paper inside the can wasn't right up against the can and shaded the sun.
This is the view from the tripod. That's the ash that the sun goes over.
I've put the paint cans and a Guinness can back up there. I am taking pictures from the Summer Solstice to the Winter Solstice. That's the longest exposure that you would want to take. You don't want to have a solstice in the middle of an exposure since you'd just get the sun retracing its path as it changes direction.
These new cameras have their pinholes higher so that they'll get more of the sky and less of the ground. The sky's the point of these pictures after all. But the foreground does make them more interesting. I wonder why the Guinness cans don't show any detail on the ground. Maybe they need bigger pinholes.
I made up four other Guinness cans. I'll have to figure out where to put them.
I learned about this technique from an Astronomy Picture of the Day. It's got links to sites that explain how you, too, can make solargraphs!
Friday, June 19, 2009
What is it with women?
I've had a problem with women for years that I need to get off my chest.
Why is "women" an adjective?
The news is always telling us about "women firefighters" being heroic and "women doctors" performing miracles.
We don't have plural adjectives in English. We don't pause in our hectics days to smell the pretties, reds roses.
And why is it that only adult females get this treatment? We'd scoff at our newspaper if they told us about "men nurses" being in short supply. And we never hear of Nancy Drew and Bess Marvin being referred to as "girls detectives."
I'm not the only person bothered by this. A Google search for "women adjective" gives you many discussions of this issue.
Is "female" a dirty word?
Why is "women" an adjective?
The news is always telling us about "women firefighters" being heroic and "women doctors" performing miracles.
We don't have plural adjectives in English. We don't pause in our hectics days to smell the pretties, reds roses.
And why is it that only adult females get this treatment? We'd scoff at our newspaper if they told us about "men nurses" being in short supply. And we never hear of Nancy Drew and Bess Marvin being referred to as "girls detectives."
I'm not the only person bothered by this. A Google search for "women adjective" gives you many discussions of this issue.
Is "female" a dirty word?
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Time for coffee
Bobbie and Mom visited last weekend after they went to Kevin's graduation. We went to Julian on Sunday for a day of shopping, lunch, and pie. We shopped till we dropped.
We bought an accessory for Silvia.
Its tongue is a pendulum.
If you need a whimsical clock, Allen Designs has one for you (I don't know anything about the company I linked to...they just seem to have the whole catalog).
(The pie was much better than what we had when Peggy, Michele, and I went up there last month. Sorry.)
We bought an accessory for Silvia.
Its tongue is a pendulum.
If you need a whimsical clock, Allen Designs has one for you (I don't know anything about the company I linked to...they just seem to have the whole catalog).
(The pie was much better than what we had when Peggy, Michele, and I went up there last month. Sorry.)
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Meet my jPod
It's been a long time since I posted a story about a new gadget. That's what this blog was all about in the beginning so we're overdue.
Anymore, I'm the last person to get popular technologies that everybody else seems to find indispensable. We didn't have a telephone answering machine until friends who were tired of not being able to get in touch with us got us one. We didn't get cell phones till years after everyone else in the family had one.
I hadn't felt the need to have music with me at work. I thought it would be distracting to have music playing while I was trying to work. I figured that I'd spend too much time trying to listen to the music and forget to do my job.
But lately there have been more and more distracting noises around me that I felt it was time to try to block them out. So I went to Costco and picked up an iPod.
Here it is all dressed up in it silicone sleeve.
I have been filling it up with short-attention-span music that we have on CDs. Most of this stuff can be interrupted and not make me grumpy. I haven't added many Classical albums. They don't really work well where you frequently have to talk with colleagues. But Rock and Roll and showtunes are doing the job. The annoying background noises are being masked and my productivity hasn't suffered. And I get to make use of the many CDs I bought before getting satellite radio.
Some of you have done the Facebook exercise of putting your iPod into shuffle mode and reporting the first five songs that it plays. Let's do that now and see if you can discover anything interesting about me.
Pressing Play...
(Goodness! Babs didn't show up in the first 10 tunes. Neither did Barbara Cook. Nor Michael Feinstein. Those three make up a very large portion of the music I've loaded.)
Anymore, I'm the last person to get popular technologies that everybody else seems to find indispensable. We didn't have a telephone answering machine until friends who were tired of not being able to get in touch with us got us one. We didn't get cell phones till years after everyone else in the family had one.
I hadn't felt the need to have music with me at work. I thought it would be distracting to have music playing while I was trying to work. I figured that I'd spend too much time trying to listen to the music and forget to do my job.
But lately there have been more and more distracting noises around me that I felt it was time to try to block them out. So I went to Costco and picked up an iPod.
Here it is all dressed up in it silicone sleeve.
I have been filling it up with short-attention-span music that we have on CDs. Most of this stuff can be interrupted and not make me grumpy. I haven't added many Classical albums. They don't really work well where you frequently have to talk with colleagues. But Rock and Roll and showtunes are doing the job. The annoying background noises are being masked and my productivity hasn't suffered. And I get to make use of the many CDs I bought before getting satellite radio.
Some of you have done the Facebook exercise of putting your iPod into shuffle mode and reporting the first five songs that it plays. Let's do that now and see if you can discover anything interesting about me.
Pressing Play...
- "Our Time" from Stephen Sondheim's "Merrily We Roll Along." Sondheim is one of my favorite Broadway composers. Well, not just composer. He writes the lyrics. This tune is essentially the heart stirring finale to the show. I like this show a lot.
- "Silver Springs" from "The Very Best of Fleetwood Mac." There are a fair number of Fleetwood Mac's songs that I like so I got their greatest hits collection. This song is OK.
- "The Wild West is Where I Want to Be" from "The Remains of Tom Lehrer." Here's a song about living in the west where folks from the A.E.C. blow up nuclear bombs. I love his songs. They make me laugh. He did research in Los Alamos, you know. (The next song up is another Tom Lehrer song, "Werner von Braun." It's great, too, but I'm not counting it as another song in this lineup.)
- "Let X=X" from Laurie Anderson's "Big Science." I love the songs on "Big Science" but I don't really understand what much of it is supposed to mean. Maybe it's just that the words sound good.
- "Don't Worry, Be Happy" by Bobby McFerrin from the Rhino collection "Like, Omigod! The '80s Pop Culture Box (totally)." This collection and Rhino's "Have a Nice Decade The '70s Pop Culture Box" are essential parts of music collections of people interested in popular music. They have a lot of the good stuff from those decades and a lot of the dreck (well, the '70s is mostly dreck). "Don't Worry, Be Happy" isn't great. It's light an fluffy and we need fluff every now and then.
- "Hey Now" from "True Stories" by the Talking Heads. I saw their music video for "Once in a Lifetime" on MTV (when music videos were the point of MTV) and got hooked. They're a fun band. Ask Karen.
- "Jazz Legato" by Leroy Anderson. I used to think Leroy Anderson's music was simple and not worth listening to. I was wrong.
- "Whip It" by Devo. I love Devo. I went to a couple of their concerts. I didn't buy any of their souvenirs.
- "Richard Cory" by Simon and Garfunkel. I don't know what to say. Simon and Garfunkel made great music somewhere between Rock and Folk.
- "Hard Headed Woman" from the Elvis Presley collection "The Artist of the Century." Elvis was important to Rock and Roll and I needed to get something of his so this three-CD collection works well.
(Goodness! Babs didn't show up in the first 10 tunes. Neither did Barbara Cook. Nor Michael Feinstein. Those three make up a very large portion of the music I've loaded.)
Turtle Tchotchke Tuesday
Another birthday turtle. This one is from Poss and the girls. It's silver and gemstones.
Pretty!
Pretty!
Friday, June 5, 2009
Getting my ass in gear
My birthday just keeps going on!
When Peggy and Michele were here we went to La Jolla where Peggy bought a lithograph by Robert Deyber at the Martin Lawrence Galleries.
Mr. Deyber's art is full of fun and whimsy...just what our walls need more of. Since my birthday was coming up, Jerry bought me a bunch of his images. They had a special deal...buy five for a bargain price. So Jerry ordered five of them for me! (I don't know how Peggy could stop at just one.)
We got a call saying that they had gotten in. We picked them up yesterday after work. Jerry hung them in the family room.
They are:
Aren't they great?
Isn't Jerry great?
When Peggy and Michele were here we went to La Jolla where Peggy bought a lithograph by Robert Deyber at the Martin Lawrence Galleries.
Mr. Deyber's art is full of fun and whimsy...just what our walls need more of. Since my birthday was coming up, Jerry bought me a bunch of his images. They had a special deal...buy five for a bargain price. So Jerry ordered five of them for me! (I don't know how Peggy could stop at just one.)
We got a call saying that they had gotten in. We picked them up yesterday after work. Jerry hung them in the family room.
They are:
Aren't they great?
Isn't Jerry great?
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Share the road (dammit!)
Rat and I sometimes have similar feelings. Today is one of those days.
One day I was looking at the local traffic map and I clicked on one of the diamonds that indicate traffic problems. Here are the details of the incident:
I've never thought to sic the Highway Patrol on packs of bikes that are leisurely riding down the highway five abreast. But I do wonder what they're thinking.
I say that sharing the road is a two-way street. Bikes really ought to share the road with the big, fast, heavy, damage inflicting cars. There are usually bike lanes for them (that are sometimes cleared of rocks and other hazards).
One day I was looking at the local traffic map and I clicked on one of the diamonds that indicate traffic problems. Here are the details of the incident:
| Traffic Hazard - Harmony Grove Rd at Country Club Dr | 10:41 AM |
| * Riding East in the Roadway | 10:41 AM |
| * 4 Bicyclists in the Roadway | 10:41 AM |
| * They Are not Riding in Single File, Taking Up the Roadway | 10:42 AM |
| * Reporting Party States Nearly Hit One of the Bikes | 10:42 AM |
| * 19 ; Public Affairs Coordinator Highway On Ramp to South 5 | 10:43 AM |
| * CHP Unit Enroute | 11:02 AM |
| * Thomas Guide Map Coordinates: Page 1129, Grid 5D |
I say that sharing the road is a two-way street. Bikes really ought to share the road with the big, fast, heavy, damage inflicting cars. There are usually bike lanes for them (that are sometimes cleared of rocks and other hazards).
Turtle Tchotchke Tuesday
A birthday Bottle Cap Turtle from Karen (with changes of apparel).
He's got a magnet that holds his cap on. The Pepsi cap is old...it is lined with cork. (¿Cómo se dice "Pepsi" en Español?)
Karen tells me "the Pepsi cap came from a Pepsi that was consumed during our Mexico trip in the 70s!" What an honor it is to have that treasure!
He's got a magnet that holds his cap on. The Pepsi cap is old...it is lined with cork. (¿Cómo se dice "Pepsi" en Español?)
Karen tells me "the Pepsi cap came from a Pepsi that was consumed during our Mexico trip in the 70s!" What an honor it is to have that treasure!
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