I rode my bike to work today with a lot on my mind, so I wasn’t seeing much but the traffic around me as I zipped up St. Charles. Today’s class was about sexual violence. This is always a tough class because so many of us have such intimate experiences of violence. Continue reading
Month: June 2009
Classroom at Tulane
Today is the one year anniversary of my blog. I thought about marking the first anniversary–which matters only to me, of course–with a long blog about a long ride, maybe revisiting the first thing I saw while riding my bike around, that day. But that’s not how my day turned out. Continue reading
Tanks at the National WWII Museum
Rhoda’s got a flat and I need a wrench to free her wheel, so Jack and I went looking for a hardware store. I headed down to the bike shop ISO tools and maybe a present or two; A. is in the market for a bike, so I rang her up and told her to meet me there for some test riding. Continue reading
The Night Sky From An Uptown Porch
I rode my bike over to N.’s tonight for Game 1. I’d been looking forward to it all day long, excited to get pizza and beer and watch some basketball where the games really count. For something. Continue reading
Matching T-Shirts at Jackson Square
I got a text from S. this morning asking if anybody wanted to get a bagel or beignets. She had me at beignets. I hopped on Rhoda and sped down to the Quarter to Cafe du Monde, listening to that sort of music that makes you feel like it ain’t no sin to be glad you’re alive. Continue reading
Stormy Skies Over Lake Pontchartrain
I woke up this morning in the mood for a long bike ride, so logged on to the googleymap and picked somewhere to go. Today it was the Municipal Yacht Harbor. I just don’t usually put “municipal” and “yacht” in the same breath, so I wanted to see what was out there. Continue reading
Filled Pothole at Delachaise and St. Charles
I took an easy ride to and from work today and noticed that a day or two off from heavy riding sure makes my knees feel better. But enough about that. On my way home I snapped this picture of the street at Delachaise and St. Charles. The pothole is gone. Continue reading