A bikey wander along the south waterfront today made me remember how much I like a lot of the stuff going on down there. It’s been “developing” for as long as I can remember, at least 10 years since I lived in Lake Oswego and biked that way to get …
If I take the direct way there (ha! which I very rarely do;), this is approximately what my commute to work looks like right now: When I get to Washington Park, the green part on the left of that route, I head up Kingston Dr, a lovely meander through the …
It’s 6:30pm, and James and I are driving all around the Fremont neighborhood of Seattle, looking for a parking spot. As we go up one street and down the next trolling for empty curbsides, I am about to blow my top. “How do people put up with this shit?” I …
There are a lot of really sad bicycles in New York. Bikes chained up (and, in fact, most of them are chained, not U-locked) and seemingly forgotten about litter the sidewalks. Many are missing integral pieces — say, a wheel, or two, or a seat, or the handlebars. Many have …
