Sellers on craigslist sometimes appear delusional. Recently, a Boston bloke seemed convinced he could sell his once-ridden 70's Maserati road bike for a grand. Maserati cars from the 70's are worth about half that, if they are in good condition. Thankfully, some bored hipsters had enough time to mock him with haiku. Unfortunately, because they are hipsters and suck at culture, their haiku contained neither kireji nor kigo.
Vintage velocipede
chain rusting... spring wind blows
seller's summer sadness.
Monday, June 21, 2010
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List of Demands
1. A house nestled in remote mountains.
2. A dog, specifically a Rhodesian Ridgeback, named Scipio to go hiking and running with every day.
3. A tasty beer.
4. Cheese.
2. A dog, specifically a Rhodesian Ridgeback, named Scipio to go hiking and running with every day.
3. A tasty beer.
4. Cheese.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Guerilla Construction
Ok, so Boston parks lack some of the fun equipment I'd like them to have. Like, say, rails in all kinds of crazy configurations to practice balance, vaulting, flips, cat-balancing, etc.
But what if some shady group of construction ninjas were to buy some cheap iron pipes and quick-dry cement? Parks are pretty dark, and narrow holes can be dug and filled with cement pretty fast. Imagine...one day there's an empty patch of land. The next day, there's a set of parallel bars! I'm sure nobody could possibly prove that the group of upright citizens happily playing on them by day were the same shady characters who installed them by night.
But what if some shady group of construction ninjas were to buy some cheap iron pipes and quick-dry cement? Parks are pretty dark, and narrow holes can be dug and filled with cement pretty fast. Imagine...one day there's an empty patch of land. The next day, there's a set of parallel bars! I'm sure nobody could possibly prove that the group of upright citizens happily playing on them by day were the same shady characters who installed them by night.
Parkour!
It may not be spring quite yet, but it will be soon. That means more daylight, warmer temperatures and (most importantly) less restrictive clothing! So I'd like to re-start the vaguely parkour-ish activities that we sadly had to halt in the fall. To start, here are my suggestions:
1. Recruit people! One person jumping and climbing all over the place looks crazy. Two people jumping and climbing look cool, but not approachable. Three or more and we might pick up new recruits who see us doing awesome things. (Or who want to help after one of us has fallen off a rail and can't move their toes, I suppose.)
2. Scout out fun spots! Anything with benches, rails, random beams/obstacles, fences, trees, etc. We had some trouble last year finding places with enough obstacles and few enough fatal drops to make practicing fun. So far we've got the park near Kristina's, the pedestrian underpass on Somerville Ave, and to some extent Powderhouse Park.
3. Get ready! Do flexibility exercises and generally get out of winter mode. Practice jumping, rolling, and all those other things that make muscles angry if you don't ease into them.
Finally, we should keep an eye out for a nice weekend where things won't be too wet or cold and mess around for a couple hours to get back into the spirit of things. So, who's in?
1. Recruit people! One person jumping and climbing all over the place looks crazy. Two people jumping and climbing look cool, but not approachable. Three or more and we might pick up new recruits who see us doing awesome things. (Or who want to help after one of us has fallen off a rail and can't move their toes, I suppose.)
2. Scout out fun spots! Anything with benches, rails, random beams/obstacles, fences, trees, etc. We had some trouble last year finding places with enough obstacles and few enough fatal drops to make practicing fun. So far we've got the park near Kristina's, the pedestrian underpass on Somerville Ave, and to some extent Powderhouse Park.
3. Get ready! Do flexibility exercises and generally get out of winter mode. Practice jumping, rolling, and all those other things that make muscles angry if you don't ease into them.
Finally, we should keep an eye out for a nice weekend where things won't be too wet or cold and mess around for a couple hours to get back into the spirit of things. So, who's in?
The Antithesis of Boston
I recently returned from a trip to Tequesta, FL. There may be no place in the country quite so dramatically different from Boston:
In Tequesta, everyone is old(I mean really, death's-door old). In Boston, almost everyone is under 35.
In Tequesta, roads are six lanes and ruler-straight. In Boston, you're lucky to get two lanes and roads turn at random, just because.
In Tequesta, you can't walk to anything and have to drive everything. In Boston, you can walk/bike to everything and should never drive to anything.
In Tequesta, U-turns are a standard procedure. In Boston, U-turns are suicidal.
In Tequesta, its sunny and warm. In Boston, its rainy and cold.
The list could probably go on, but that's a quick summary.
In Tequesta, everyone is old(I mean really, death's-door old). In Boston, almost everyone is under 35.
In Tequesta, roads are six lanes and ruler-straight. In Boston, you're lucky to get two lanes and roads turn at random, just because.
In Tequesta, you can't walk to anything and have to drive everything. In Boston, you can walk/bike to everything and should never drive to anything.
In Tequesta, U-turns are a standard procedure. In Boston, U-turns are suicidal.
In Tequesta, its sunny and warm. In Boston, its rainy and cold.
The list could probably go on, but that's a quick summary.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
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