This is a tale of idiocy or brilliant resourcefulness. You decide. You may have read that I have one of those Ridekick trailers that push the bike. (See: “Ridekick: A Nicotine Patch for Car Addiction.”) This story ends with me doing something that I’m sure the Ridekick company doesn’t ever want you to do. So [...]
I was probably six or seven years old when I watched a car summarily buried in a huge grave. It happened right in front of the cabin my dad used to own in Frisco, Colorado. The reason for the burial, as explained by my father, was that water flowed under the street, and needed a [...]
On the last day of my trip to Washington DC, I had a big agenda. Never mind the record-breaking temperature. It may have been the most stupid day ever to ride all over The District of Columbia, but it was the final day of my three-day membership with Capital Bikeshare, and I intended to get [...]
Continued from Part 1 So I made it to my destination on a Capital Bikeshare bike, and made my first rookie mistake — not docking the bike at my destination — because the clock won’t stop until you dock. Catchy, huh? When I figured out that the nearest bikeshare station was practically in sight, I [...]
Well here I am, a hick from Arizony in Washinton DC. Got a mess’a things to do this week. One of ‘ums is I’m a gonna hunt down a feller who can fix this iTelephone contraption whats got itself all busted ‘cross the top. I hear tell there’s a Chinaman down yonder alleyway can put [...]
Greetings from Washington, DC. I will be here all week doing what I normally do, but doing it from here. And what I normally do is marketing, for Bike Shop Hub. I flew in through Roanoke, Virginia — 240 miles southwest of DC — because of complicated logistical considerations that can be summarized in two [...]
