I've been commuting by motorcycle for over six years now. All year, every year.
In Western Washington State, that means dealing with less than ideal road conditions. The ubiquitous rain is just the start. The rain loosens up road film and oil. The rain and wind blow leaves and branches onto the road. Black ice, hail, snow removal sand and so on. Every day, each month brings new challenges. The stakes are literally life and death.
I won't go too much into the idiots
Belated Happy Mother's Day to one and all!
Didja do anything nice for ma? Maybe you bought a card, some flowers or chocolates. A nice potted plant perhaps? Did you actually take the time to go over there and just sit and talk?
I'm freakish in many ways. Of my idiosyncrasies, putting my family first is a fault of mine. I must phrase it that way, because it seems I am in such a minority.
My wife, my kids and myself visit the grandparents every weekend.
For those of you that have been under a metaphorical rock for the last ten years, here's a free news brief: Legos are a big deal.
The popular building blocks have been around for many years. I played with them. My son plays with them. My grandkids (grandkids?, that was an awkward word) will play with them.
Toys change over time. I used a cap-gun, kids today use Air Soft. I played Atari, today it's Angry Birds on the I Pad. Regardless of the toy, it is powered by
I don't know who was responsible, but thank you.
A few blog posts ago, I described a simple mural in the Wallingford district of Seattle. I appreciate it when people take the time to brighten-up the otherwise dreary urban landscape. We are all better for their effort.
Well, someone is at it again. Only, they have utilized a different form of art.
There is a little oasis that I get gas and a bite each morning, in the Fremont district. In many ways, it's just
My wife and I used to watch this old variety / comedy show called "In Living Color". One of their comedy sketches centered around a Jamaican immigrant family. The schtick was, everyone in their family was so hard working, it was ridiculous. In one sketch, a new couple shows the Jamaicans their young child, who promptly ask, "So, what does he do? What's his job?" The comic tension surrounds the irony that, most normal people don't expect their children to perform adult tasks.
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