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Apparently we’re going to get our winter weather all in one go this year. It didn’t bother to snow or do much of anything but be cold and uninspiring throughout November, December, and the first half of January, so I am guessing that we’re getting all of the saved-up weather in one big chunk now […]

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I did such a huge double-take on my way to work this morning that it actually involved flipping a Huey and going back for a second look. I passed a house that I’ve probably ridden past fifty times. It’s a pretty basic early 20th Century foursquare, with a rough-cut native limestone first floor and a […]

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I’ve been having the devil of a time finding a “safe” place to park my bike at my current job. My first two parking spots were awkward and/or obstructive, so finally one of the secretaries secured permission for me to park my bike in a storage room (the one I now nap in during my […]

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I’ve been vaguely under the weather this past week. Snotly, wimpy, and excessively sweaty. Not sure if it was just some sort of crazy hay-fever or a very feeble summer cold, but I’m over the worst of the foulness. At least I don’t feel totally wimpy anymore, though I am still in possession of a […]

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I was on my way home from work last Thursday and saw this on the street. Of course I turned around, rolled it up, and bunjied it to the package rack of the old yellow Bianchi. Fortune favored the prepared that day; not only was I riding a bike with a rack, I also happened […]

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On my way home from work today, I rode past some very busy fireworks stands in the West Bottoms. If you know Kansas City, you might know about James Street and the half dozen or so semi-abandond buildings that become explosives emporia in the week leading up to Independence day. Being as today is The […]

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Man, oh man, yesterday I had two flats at once and it was a pain in the ass. I picked up some goat-head thorns during one of Ruby’s and my excursions into the West Bottoms. The dog likes to run, and I don’t, so what we do to compromise is I leash her up and […]

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Cycling advocacy wonks like to call it “taking the lane.” I call it “riding in the fuck-you-position.” Also, “cockblocking.” As in, “that meatus in the Lexus who acted he like was going to run me over in the intersection was pretty pissed when I pulled into the ‘fuck you position’ and cock-blocked him for about […]

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I tell you there’s nothing like a group of cyclists to whip up a tempest in a teapot. The most recent fuss and bother that finally penetrated my protective carapace of “not-giving-a-fuck” is a Facebook kerfuffle centered around a group of disgruntled motorists who just can’t stand sharing the road with cyclists and have therefore […]

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since I rode home from work in yet another BEAUTIFUL snowstorm. I had a monstrously shitty day at work today. It was almost all of the normal frustrations inherent in my job (and they are manifold and plentiful) times about 10 because of the snow storm. My job involves making transportation arrangements for people who […]

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