Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Rest in Peace Frank Vandenbroucke
The man could go uphill superhumanly fast.
Friday, October 02, 2009
A close call...
I was only a mile from the office, where I had a spare aluminium fork, so I gingerly rode over and then swapped it out.The moral of the story: When riding old composite bikes, check the frame and fork thoroughly and often.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
Evolved political philosophy = evolved blog name.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
New Old Car
A fine automobile engages all of the senses and inflames the emotions of the driver. A simple drive home from work unfolds as a challenge. The machine exudes an aura of mystery and provides a four wheeled ticket to adventure.
By the above definition, I recently purchased a fine automobile. It engages all of my senses as I drive. The flickering warning lights on the dash dazzle my eyes, the odor of leaking oil and rotted heater core tickle my nose. The sound buzzing from the perforated muffler buffets my ears as the cracked leather seats scratch at my thighs. I feel the heat from the sun focused through the windshield onto my sweaty skin, competing with the cool breeze pouring in the window to cool me off. My fingers ache from the cuts inflicted by sharp parts during urgent forays under the hood.
My emotions were enflamed on Sunday as, sweaty and exhausted; I wrestled with the timing belt. Again, on Monday more emotions as I mashed my fingers in the unsupported trunk lid.
A seemingly common drive home from a business dinner began with me sitting alone in the parking lot with more inflamed emotions, wondering why the engine would not turn over. Five minutes of tinkering and we were back on the road, and I felt fully liberated from the American curse of convenience. At the gas station the scene was repeated. However, I had learned the trick! A mere 10 second fix! Halfway home, blue lights approach from behind. What a night! A real adventure! The officer stepped out of his car and took several cop authority steps towards my car when it stalled. Remembering the trick required me to get out and open the hood, which I did not want to do on the interstate, I decided to restart the car. This made the cop very nervous, and he put his hand on his gun! Man oh Man, you have to try hard to subject yourself to this much adventure on a drive home in a new car! Tail light out. Electrical short. Bulb is good. Just Bought Car. The Truth. Cop gone. The car was teasing me. The next night, another dinner, scene repeated, sans stalling motor. Apparently the car likes cops, but does not want to get shot.
I purchased a mysterious machine. Why is the spare tire well full of water this morning? I swear it didn’t rain last night. Where is the third brake light? Did the previous owner leave drugs in the car? Do I really need the plastic spacer on top of the timing belt tensioner, and where did it go? It was here a minute ago.
I figured out that a one of the primary reasons for the traffic stops is that the car looks a bit ratty. The main problem in appearance was the headliner, which hung down around my neck. The moth bitten thing flapped in the breeze from the open windows, and it has become apparent to me that a flapping headliner is to a cop what a red blanket is to an angry bull.
Monday, June 29, 2009
My Morning Commute.

Image of my morning bicycle route and the traffic that I fight for 20 minutes to get to work. Note fingers in photo to block sun in order to reveal picturesque sunbeams. Add to this the sound of crickets, birds and a babbling brook (i'm serious). Also the smell of forest and fresh baked bread wafting from the bakery next to the greenway. No Really.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
Home invasion ended by armed resident.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Right is the New Left.
Let me explain my feelings by saying that I am the descendant of a long line of German immigrants, most of whom lived to be over 50.
These are people who don’t get off of the couch for much besides work, church, dinner, bedtime, or the immanent arrival of a tornado.
Mainstream media trivialized these “tea party” gatherings, and I believe that in doing so, they missed a subtle but vital shift in our society. There is a faint energy in the air, like the tang of ozone before a strong thunderstorm. It’s current runs through gun blogs and forums, conservative web sites, talk radio and personal conversations. Even the Department of Homeland Security has sensed the current and warned of a threat to the nation from armed white conservatives. I don’t know if conservatives realize it yet, but yesterday, the gun owning, Holy Bible reading, plaid flannel wearing folks officially became a counterculture.
The faint current, the buzz of dissent is rising in amplitude as folks begin to voice their unrest, but they have yet to realize that their Government is scared of them. In the 1960s, the Feds labeled MLK a communist in an attempt to demonize him. Now in 2009, you: The Holy Bible reading, gun owning, white person are now are being viewed as a right wing extremist by the U.S. Government. A threat to the Nation dressed in plaid flannel.
Who is leading this movement? At this moment the group is headless. Ronald Reagan is dead, Rush Limbaugh is too blindly partisan and Arnie has a thick foreign accent. Now is the time for a Henry Bowmanesque leader (minus the assassinations, one would hope) to rise up and grab the reigns of the conservative movement. They are dragging in the grass, slack, yours for the taking.
Use your power wisely.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
AWB called for by Dade Co. Commissioners

Mentions the AK-47 as being a weapon o' war. Like the Enfield shown in the pic I snitched above.
Article here.
Dad, I want this for Christmas:
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Tennessee CCW permit holders online at Commercial Appeal.
I suggest calling them at: 901-529-2345
I did and was shuffled through the operator to a voice mail box. I let their machine know that I am unhappy with their decision to publish a link to the database and left my callback number. I suggest that you do the same. Both of you.
Story of student suspended for drill team replica rifles.
Zero tolerance at work. I feel safer now, and the birds have resumed their chirping.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
National Park CCW after 25 days: No Bloodbath at The Liberty Bell
Cut to Brady Campaign Office:
Suit 1:"Poaching will increase, you know it will".
Suit 2:"Poor animals".
Suit 2: Ponders image of concealed carry permit holder stalking black bear with drawn "High Capacity" Bersa "Thunder" .380. Peaceful foraging fat bear eating berries, Loud Report, bear falls dead in an instant. More shots, 2 cubs fall dead. More wild shots echoing off of hills, as at least 8 or 9 hikers are hit and killed instantly. Only one survives to tell of horror.
Suit 2: (Tearing up) "Just think of the mayhem, and oh deary dear, this means that they could carry guns to the Liberty Bell".
Suit 1: (Tearing up as well) "Guns at the Liberty Bell, what has this great Nation decended to"?
According to my informal survey of 25 days worth of domestic news items, when law abiding citizens carry handguns in national parks, they tend to behave the same way they behave everywhere else. THEY ABIDE BY THE LAW.
The Brady Campaign states that "Numerous studies have confirmed that concealed carrying of firearms does not reduce crime and, if anything, leads to increased violent crime".
25 days worth of data on the now concealed carry friendly National Parks have not borne this out. Big surprise there.















