The last week or so of rides have been largely task rides. Even when I was riding for pleasure, I was usually looking for a places to put posters or flyers for the Bicycle Film Festival. Today was stormy, but I was excited to get to ride for pleasure to meet friends at a fancy bar on North Rampart for fancy drinks. Continue reading
French Quarter
Bead Throwers on a Hotel Balcony on Bourbon Street
It was the last day of classes for the semester, so the last daily commute to campus. Nice. I am already fantasizing about all the aimless rides I can take myself on between now and January 11, when classes start up again. Tonight, though, I made my regular ride down to the Treme to meet up with friends for a little TV and conversation. Continue reading
Tin Cowboy and Bikes at Allways on St. Claude
It’s the day before Thanksgiving, and I spent it tooling around on the bike running teensy errands and finding pleasant places to grade a few papers. It got cold by the end of the evening, and I suddenly realized I was not dressed appropriately to comfortably ride home. Whatever–we’re on holiday! Continue reading
The Set at Southern Repertory Theater
The worst part of being sick is not feeling well enough to ride your bike. Well, that’s the worst thing for me. I’ve been a bit under the weather for awhile now, but this weekend I have really just been feeling rotten. I’ll ride a bike with a cold, but it’s frustrating to not be able to breathe right, and to have each breath remind you that your throat hurts. Continue reading
Folks Browsing at the New Orleans Bookfair
I don’t feel too hot today–I’ve got that icky feeling in the back of my throat that says something’s off. But it was such a beautiful day, and a beautiful day for a bike ride, so I sucked it up and went downtown to enjoy the sunshine and dry air and crowds at the New Orleans Bookfair and the Bywater Mirliton Festival. (I was running late–no time to stop at the Scandinavian Festival!) Continue reading
Men at the House of Blues
After spending some time fixing Rhoda’s back wheel, I hopped on and rode down to the Treme to meet D. and R. before we headed to the House of Blues for a show. The weather is just plain perfect right now–cool but not cold, breezy but not windy, and clear as a bell. I just flew downtown, and was excited to turn right back around, two other bike riders in tow, to head back to Decatur. Continue reading
Halloween at St. Ann and Dauphine
I have a lot of mixed feelings about Halloween in New Orleans. I hate the pressure to dress up and have fun, which never seems to be more than standing around with cheap beer watching the fiftieth Sarah Palin–wait–this year it’s Max from Where the Wild Things Are— walk by. But that’s the grinch Kate. Continue reading
Lights in the Courtyard at the Dragon’s Den
It is hot and humid in New Orleans, even though it is the end of October. I was sweating like June when I got down to D.’s place for our weekly TV date with J., R., and S. Afterwards a few of us hopped on our bikes and rode over to the Dragon’s Den on Esplanade near Frenchman to see and hear some music (unfortunately, our dilly dally-ing meant we missed the show). Continue reading
Phillies vs. Yankees at Burgundy and Conti
I got Rhoda some presents today. I stopped at the fabulously friendly and convenient Uptown shop, Mike the Bike Guy, and got her new handlebars (the right bar was finally rusting off after last year’s crash that bent it) and grips, a new front tire (that thing is so worn you can almost see the tube near the rim), and a new bottom bracket for my fender (ah, rust…). Continue reading
Old Stove on Dauphine and St. Philip
I rode my bike down to the Treme tonight to pick up some flyers for an event we’re organizing at work (you should come if you are in the New Orleans area! Next Monday! At Tulane!) and to see some friends. It was a most perfect night for a bike ride, and I needed to work out the kinks caused by a late afternoon coffee. Continue reading
What I Saw Riding My Bike Around Today 