We Live in an Age of Electronal Marvels

This quote comes from none other than the great Barney Fife. He was right, and that was decades ago. This is the twenty-first century. Everything has a battery in it. I have what seems like an abnormal number of things requiring batteries that require charging. Safety isn’t easy. Ever since I was hit by aContinue reading “We Live in an Age of Electronal Marvels”

Helmet Hair: a Coiffure Odyssey

Anyone who has ever participated in an athletic activity understands the trials associated with keeping one’s coiffure in order. That’s not completely true, I guess. Golfers don’t have to wear a hat. But pretty much everyone else does. We just called it “hat hair” when wearing a ball cap. Cycling is unique among activities thatContinue reading “Helmet Hair: a Coiffure Odyssey”

Once Upon a Time, I Made a Promise to a Girl…

That title sounds curious, doesn’t it? Sometimes all you need to get clicks to your site is a clever title. In this case, however, the title is true. It is no secret that I love bicycles. Such a simple machine, but can be life changing. It can be world changing! Burns calories. Saves money. SavesContinue reading “Once Upon a Time, I Made a Promise to a Girl…”

Don’t Tell Mom

Spencer and I used to say that to each other all the time. Any time we were doing something we knew she would not approve of, but we couldn’t wait to tell someone about, we said, “don’t tell mom.” Spent more money than we should have? Fine. DON’T TELL MOM. Bought something she thinks isContinue reading “Don’t Tell Mom”

Another Motorist Ignoring the Law

Cyclists catch a lot of grief when it comes to traffic laws. I hear it all the time–people in motor cars honking at me (which is now against the law in Oklahoma), yelling at me (also against the law), and telling me to obey the law, when they do not obey the law. I alwaysContinue reading “Another Motorist Ignoring the Law”

Keep Your Eyes Peeled

I started commuting by bicycle a long time ago. It was so long ago I have to get my calculator to know for sure. Let’s see…I was living in Norman, Oklahoma, and had just started back to school. 1993. That is 29 years. Twenty. Nine. Years. Man. Time sure gets away from us. I neverContinue reading “Keep Your Eyes Peeled”

What is your point?

I’ve been asked this question a number of times, and so far, I haven’t come up with any solid answers. But let me give it a try. First, I can relate. To you. To pretty much every man ever born of a woman. I’ve been fat. I’ve been out of shape. I’ve felt sick. IContinue reading “What is your point?”