In which there is a postscript…

I hid it well at the time, but I wasn’t too happy with the way that Bike People post from a week ago just kind of plooped out at the end like that. So imagine my excitement a few days later when I received this email from my amazing friend Tabitha, who kind of studies this stuff. Like, as her life. I know, I know. I’m amazed as well. Tabitha writes:

“…As for a bikes being just a vehicle that doesn’t have to define your whole being/hobby time—yes! A large part of my Div III was also about how bike culture can be constructed as an all-consuming thing, and certain aspects of biking have a fairly high entry cost/time commitment. I feel extra awkward being a person who’s into alternative transportation advocacy and policy, while also never having yet faced a flat tire (in theory I know how I should fix one…Right now I ride the bus to my internship, and when I thought I’d be closer, I felt a tinge of nervousness about rolling my bike in (though my reflective tape job is pretty sweet and all). Realizing the other people…are not all mechanical gurus or snobs, and at least one was older than I am when they started bike-commuting is kind of refreshing too. And not all are secret motorists either (because ultimate irony, EVERY transportation job wants you to have a car).

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(I AM Vegetarian, By The Way)

You know the problem with a triumphant return to blogging? The sinking feeling when, only a week in, you sit there and just have nothing to SAY…

Not that I have nothing to talk ABOUT, of course. There’s a project in the works – some stories – some BIG PLANS. But, for now I’ll leave you with this:

If you squeeze them, they ooze...

GWARRRRHHHHHHHHHH!

I love the swirly bits!

Beets. For vegetarians who just can’t remember the last time they cut into a dripping, bleeding heart…

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The Bike People

So…I’m a bike person?

Apparently.

I mean it – look at it: most of the serious life decisions I have made in the past year have been based on bikes. I moved to Austin so I could bike full time. I live where I do because it’s biking distance of my work. I work where I do because it’s in biking distance of my house. My calves bulge, my pant-legs are usually cuffed, and I spend a lot of mental energy on things like chain lube and brake pads and derailleurs and U-locks and all sorts of good bikey things that I didn’t even know existed a year or two ago. I’ve even taken my cats to the vet by bike (Conclusion: Cats don’t give a shit about carbon emissions, and also RAGRHARGHRAGHRAGHRGHisssss…). So, naturally, your average observer might infer that I know a few things about bikes. And that’s where they would be wrong. I know jack shit about bikes. And you know what? That’s OK.

I was thinking about this yesterday as I (once again) hauled my bike off to The Peddler, my friendly North Austin neighborhood bike shop. I’m in there once every two months or so, whinging about my back brake, which tends to go loose or tighten for no discernible reason. Yesterday was a breakthrough for the Peddler dudes and myself, when it was discovered that the threaded post that attaches the whole brake mechanism to the bike frame was not glued in properly by the manufacturer (THANKS, Specialized) and was more or less hanging off the bike. I know this is what’s happening because this is what they very patiently explained to me, after bringing me into the back where my bike was on the stand and pointing out exactly how brakes work, what was wrong with mine, and what they’d done to fix them. Which, once I’d added a bottle of chain lube, ended up costing me $10. Have I mentioned I love The Peddler? If I am ever one of those people who can afford to have more than one bike, I’m buying from them. Hey, a girl can dream

There’s a few basic things I haven’t been able to avoid learning -

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GLAM BREAKFAST

In which Kate Beaton and Lynda Barry make my morning! Er...afternoon!

 

If I’m talking about talented ladies that inspire me (and, let’s face it, I am), I couldn’t ask for a handier visual aid than this picture. Observe! In the bottom left corner, weighing in at about a pound and a half, the beautifully illustrated and astonishingly well written One Hundred Demons by Lynda Barry, who tells stories like no one else. Above this, my jealously beloved Glam Breakfast mug, from the TopatoCo store, designed by the most skillful Kate Beaton. In the far, far top corner you can just make out the nose of my much-loved (and crumbling) Arctic Pet made by the much-loved Aliya Bonar, who cannot help but spread the joy of art wherever she goes, even when she’s in the bathroom. And then of course, there’s Missy. Missy speaks for herself.

Amazing ladies who make amazing art. Just another reason to get out of bed in the morning! Er…afternoon.

MORE HERE SOON

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Days and Nights (Mostly Nights)

Distress

There are little brown birds always

and everywhere;

this one, like them all,

has clamped herself to an eave

in some high corner. Overlooked,

she gapes a dunny beak

and not to sing.

That chest, walnutty,

that would crumble like old winters’ leftovers

under foot or even

a steady thumb

jumps, crumples and jumps

back into the drowning heat

Out. In. And out.

It keeps up. In that breezeless

dark corner she sways,

a smudgy belly and

a gray asshole, that sparrow-tongue

too small to be more than briefly,

is pink; it sputters out

in and out.

She is not anything, this trinket,

some glass-eyed, dusty

wire-foot toy

bellows on a bitch of a summer day

- not much to see and no one watching,

but not nothing. Now,

at least, not nothing.

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Head ‘em Off At the Pass…

I have experienced an amazing thing. Its context is confidential and I won’t say any more on the subject after this post, but the thing was so amazing that it had me startled, scared, inspired, and (mostly) really really amused. And that thing is this:

A herd of babies.

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Even Bad Writing Need A Writer

After some consultation with the lovely Elena Petricone, I have decided to do things again. And one of those things? Writing! So here’s a story! Yeah!

The Victim

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