My mother and I made the drive over to Prineville to hang out for a day and a half. Fun times, wonderful memories, great family!
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An Experience in Moments: Callahan’s in the big ring.
Griffo and I rode out to the Old Siskiyou Hwy. and up to mile post 6, where the construction is, before cruising back down. Grif was on his fixie, so I put my RB-1 in a similar gear and we both ground our way up the climb. Fun times.
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Recent BandWs
So I’ve been going through my black and white phase with photography . . . supposedly all photogs do; not sure this phase is ever going to “end,” though.
Slideshow after the jump.
Photo Narrative: The Death of a Businessman
This is my final project that I did for Photography II this term. I titled it The Death of a Businessman. Full slideshow after the jump!
An Experience in Moments: Bicycles and the Faerie Ponds
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SCANOGRAMS!
NEWS FLASH
In an effort to increase the efficiency of my use of this space, I have decided to post the majority of my poetry-isms over on my tumblr page. That isn’t to say, however, that the occasional bike (and/or life) related poem won’t make its way onto L(C) . . .
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HA HA HA
So, as I was taking this photo . . .
. . . a gentleman stopped and asked me what I was doing.
“Taking a picture of the bike rack!”
“Oh . . . and where are you from?”
“Here!”
“Oh, have you not seen one of these before?”
“No, I have, I just wanted to take a picture for my blog, because so many other cities already have these and it’s great that Ashland joined the club!”
“I see, and where are you from?”
“Umm . . . here.”
“Born and raised?!?”
“Well, born in Oregon, raised here, yeah.”
“Soo . . . you’re just taking a picture to share with your friends in other cities?”
“Sort of: Seattle recently got one of these and I think it’s great that Ashland has one, too.”
“Well, Seattle has always been pretty progressive when it comes to bicycles and liberal, progressive thinking. They were, after all, the first city to have bicycle-mounted police!”
I refrained from commenting on the current state of the Seattle Police Department.
“Uh huh . . . yeah, Portland is pretty big on bikes, too.”
“Yeah, they were actually the second city to get bicycle-mounted police.”
“Oh.”
The feller then continued on about how the west coast has always been a place of progressive minded people and was, in fact, the last place in the genocide of liberal thinking in the 1980′s.
Or something.
I had sort of quit following the feller at that point and was more interested in choosing a filter for my photo on Instagram (I went with X-Pro eventually).
After a few more minutes of liberal, progressive-genocide type talk, the gentleman handed me his business card and told me to stop in “anytime” for a soul reading.
To this he added that he and his wife were the “cellphone line to God” and that I was welcome whenever to talk. Even just to talk about how I could succeed in getting more of these bike rack installations in other cities.
As the feller walked away, I was struck by the idea that I could call up God via this guy—or his wife (wonder which gets better reception . . .) and ask about installing a Bike Fixtation in other cities. Why don’t more US cities have such easy access to God? There could be an almost infinite number of the handy Fixtations by now . . .


