round and round

Monday, 17 September 2012 12:03 am
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Bike log: my odometer just rolled over another 1,000 km. [1]

[livejournal.com profile] melted_snowball came home from Slovenia on Friday just in time for the condo to open the roof-top common area, so we had an impromptu party with a few neighbours. [2]

Saturday included a "Doors Open" visit to a local Mennonite church for a talk on the history of pacifists in the traditional peace churches in Ontario during the War of 1812.

I considered and skipped a number of other interesting Doors Open venues, leading to one major theme for the weekend: being choosy with my time, versus too many exciting possibilities for one weekend.

We went to a house-warming across the hallway, at which we heard some nearly unbelievable stories from another neighbour, which I expect I'll write about sooner or later.

I skipped a Local Foods tasting-event in the afternoon, and a "Raspberry Jam" demo event for Linux computers the size of credit-cards. I also skipped an arts gallery opening related to Nicola Tesla sculpture, and the DJ Darude at a local club. Instead, d. and I went out for sushi dinner. :)

Today: Quaker Meeting, and afterward I skipped a street-fair in favour of a nap and housework. Dinner with friends, which we cut short because d. is still quite jetlagged. I, on the other hand, am a few time-zones off; I should be sleepy now but I'm not.

[1] I've only gone 600km so far this year, but this included 3 weeks commuting from Elora by car, plus a 3 week chunk last month when my back was too sore to ride. This is likely to be a low year for cycling- possibly the first since I started paying attention that I will go fewer than 1,000km.

[2] The roof amenities are really not bad: an indoor party space, gym, sauna, and patio, which until this weekend was locked. The patio is better than I expected- it looks more like the glossy renderings in the advertising than it has any reason to. There are a couple of gas grills, and tables and seating for about 30 people outside. Also, nifty planters with many of the house-plants we have (I hope the Juniper shrubs are winter-tolerant) and city views of lots of greenery. Yes, we ought to have a house-warming, which will probably happen in October!...
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Friday evening, I popped down to Toronto for a cabaret/theatre/concert production of Spin by Evalyn Perry. I wasn't sure what to expect; I knew it involved spoken word, singing, and music played upon a bicycle. I was nudged into going by my friend John, who came all the way from Minneapolis for this show. I know Evalyn from Quaker circles; last summer, she was one of the evening plenary presenters at the 1,000-person FGC Gathering. She does a political/musical show that's bitingly clever and often requires more than one listen to pick up all the threads...

In retrospect, I wish this production was extended for another week, so I could nudged more people into going- this afternoon was the last performance (a matinee added at the last minute because it was selling out).

The themes were, broadly, the story of Annie Londonderry, the first woman to bicycle around the world at the very end of the 19th century; the joined history of bicycling and feminism; Evalyn's personal story of being a cyclist and artist; and notes on the City of Toronto's mixed appreciation for bicycles.

I *had* thought that the music-played-upon-a-physical-bicycle would be less effective than it was. Her co-performer, Brad Hart, used drum sticks, his hands, and parts of the bicycle, which was wired for amplification, and attached to a looping device. I spent maybe 5 minutes distractedly studying how it worked- they even tuned different spokes to different pitches- but then I could just let go and listen to the music he was making with Evalyn (and Anna Friz, who did on-stage mixing and singing).

Evalyn produced a CD of the songs in the concert; this morning I drove to Guelph, and I appreciated the irony of driving while listening to a CD all about bicycling.

The Globe and Mail gave it 3 out of 4 stars. And she has a cover article in the weekly Xtra paper, which is a good recap of the show, actually.

So- Thanks Evalyn! And thanks, John, for nudging me to come!

Bike Log

Monday, 22 November 2010 10:00 pm
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Monday, I rolled over 600km on the ride home from work. Which was in the dark, and actually not that great weather. Anyway, the odometer said 600km.

So, I think I'm done for the season.
Making 1743km since March.
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The frost this morning was gorgeous. My shadow looked like it was 20 feet long against the bike path. My headgear and gloves, just barely warm enough. This biking season will be drawing to a close soon.

I appreciate that at 8:30, many people have been at work for hours, many even in the same time-zone as me. But as one who often leaves for work at 9:30, I wanted to write down that this morning was magical.

(And next week at this time, I will wake up in darkness, and at 9:30 the shadows will be just as long as they were this morning at 8:30, and I will be grumpy.)

--

I was reminding myself that my ski-jacket style coat needs its zipper-pull replaced, as I loaded my backpack this morning, and a zipper-pull on my backpack shattered in my hands. ><
(c'mon Jansport; it's only lasted fifteen years so far. what ever happened to durability?)

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Google voice's transcript of a message left on my cell this morning is sort of worth noting:

And analysts is so I'm calling from the strippers We're supposed to pick up there this morning. If you could please give us a call, but let's talk to someone there at least okay and phone number here is xxx-xxxx

That's actually quite a good transcript. The Strippers are refinishing our table, and they were due for pickup at 8am. Cheerful, matter-of-fact, efficient, and not cheap. Would recommend.

this and that

Friday, 29 October 2010 09:51 pm
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This morning I headed in to the office a bit early, so I saw kids collecting and walking to school. Some were dressed for Halloween; the only one that stood out was a remarkably accurate Peewee Herman, possibly 8 years old, being photographed on his front lawn by a parental unit. I considered, and didn't, make a Peewee Herman laugh as I biked past.

The last few work weeks have been intense. I had the realization this morning that I was on top of all of the projects I'm working on. 8 projects worked on this week. Deadlines in 4-6 weeks for many of them, and none of these are filling me with stress. So, yay!

...That said, I've had a few too many mornings when I wake up thinking about database design and user interfaces. Probably zero mornings is a healthy number. Probably I'd have just as good ideas if I waited until I got to the office.

Bike Log

Saturday, 23 October 2010 07:15 pm
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rolled over another 200km, biking home after Pilates. During which I had the realization that my core muscles felt stronger, after doing the same exercises for something like 6 months. Yay!

Beautiful fall weather.
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I went to a potluck on Sunday that was hosted by a variety of grassroots organizations: a Local Foods vendor, barter group, and the local car-share. I happen to be members of none of these, but [livejournal.com profile] nobodyhere was.

I had more fun than I expected to. I ran into friends I don't see much ([livejournal.com profile] pnijjar ) as well as a coworker and his spouse, who I enjoyed talking with; and also someone who used to come to Quaker Meeting and was wondering about whether she should come with her 2.5-year-old (yes!)

Also, [livejournal.com profile] nobodyhere and I brought our dogs; and many outdoor events are better with dogs.

The potluck pot was surprisingly lucky. Among 50 or so participants, I brought the only fruit salad; there were lots singleton main courses, finger foods, and deserts, and all but one dish I tasted was yummy (the non-tasty one was some sort of cheese pie that tasted old). Someone made skor bars. I should try that some time.

Later on Sunday, I finished my Canadian passport application, which included figuring out when I had met my two references. The last five years have been good for me socially.

Tonight, I watched [livejournal.com profile] melted_snowball give a 30-minute talk to high-school students; he did an excellent job connecting with them and giving them a positive model for an academic path.

My bike odometer rolled over another 1,000km on my commute home from work. Just before some sort of stinging insect made impact with my nose. Which is still swollen, but by now it doesn't hurt as long as I don't poke at it.

Happy Weekend, fooks

Friday, 4 June 2010 10:16 pm
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Tomorrow is the local Pride Festival, which for me mostly means sitting in a park with friends and watching the world go past. It's a low-key Pride, which suits. Also, I'm going for my 5th Pilates exercise class (which seems fairly clear is doing good things for my back and shoulder and likely my overall body-tone).

Sunday is the local Quaker Meeting's summer picnic and outdoor Meeting for Worship, which I expect will be fun. I missed the one last year, despite being responsible for reserving the picnic area in Guelph. This year, in advance, [livejournal.com profile] melted_snowball and I went for a walk/hike with [livejournal.com profile] roverthedog and we all gave Riverside Park thumbs-up and/or wags.

This week has gone by quickly. It was "Commuter Challenge Week" which meant Monday there was a free breakfast for cyclists (wearing helmets) in the Uptown Plaza, which surprised me for not being lacklustre (after the poor advertising they didn't do). There were TV cameras but I didn't bother finding out if I was on TV. Tuesday I blew my green cred out of the water by driving to the airport to pick up a friend. Overall, I racked up 42km in 4 days on bike, which felt good.

Ideas for today:
- I heard (from someone who does not assert this is definitely true) that young chickens might be more capable of flight than adult chickens, before they gain their full body weight. I want to see a fable about a chicken who remembers the joy of flying, who's handy with tools (yeah) and builds a chicken trebuchet. (thank you for this idea, [livejournal.com profile] mrwhistlebear and [livejournal.com profile] nobodyhere). In my head it looks like a mix of this and that.
- Are we tool-using metaphor-flingers? (thank you [livejournal.com profile] dawn_guy, for a very non-sequitur meeting this morning...)

Oh, and after lunch with [livejournal.com profile] chezmax and [livejournal.com profile] nobodyhere we walked around the site where Mel's Diner was (until last month when the plaza it was in burned down). The tile is still there, and it was decidedly odd to see how small the footprint of the place actually was. Walking around there, and talking about the place with a few people: I don't think I'm overly sentimentalizing a not-very-exciting diner; I just have little exposure to "places" turning into "not-places" and my reactions to that happening are interesting to me. ...if it had been a family home, I would find this reaction intensely inappropriate, but since it's a commercial establishment, that somehow makes it OK.

Also, in the tile floor near the back corner, I found a charred penny from 1974, the year I was born. Lucky? Unlucky? Just a penny? Yet to be decided. :)
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Bless me LJ, for I have been quiet. It has been two weeks since my last post.

Hey, I'm 36! My birthday was low-key; bookended by food: takeout BBQ one night and yummy home-cooked shrimp scampi. And ice-cream on my birthday. 36 so far feels like 35 with more things falling apart.

I've lost track of how many times I've had bike flats in the last month. It's at least five.
Tomorrow morning might be exciting; I'm biking to work by way of the bike shop, to replace the rear tube (again) and tire (overdue). The tube/tire on the bike might hold long enough for me to get there.

On Saturday morning, I went to reinflate my bike tire to the recommended pressure... and didn't notice a hole worn in the tire sidewall. "Hey, that side's bulging. Hey, maybe I should let the air out before it - " BAM! My ears were ringing for a while. I had to laugh out loud at the absurdity. I immediately pictured birds flying in circles around my head.

In the last week, I've had high hopes for a long bike-ride after work, or on the weekend, but with the different flats, it just didn't seem like a good idea. Hindsight, at least two of the flats were caused by wearing through the tire sidewalls. One was glass, one was a bad patch (over a seam) and I don't remember what the rest were. At least I can still say Rapid Flat-Fixes Я Us.

The odometer did roll over another 200 km, Friday evening just after I replaced the n-1th flat on my way home from work; exactly 30 days after the last 200km.

Other stuff falling apart? Goodness. My laptop has been crashing (though I now have Time Machine running backups, so at least that's automated), my phone/camera has been acting finicky, my iPod has been refusing to update again, our front stoop has lost a chunk of stone and now looks a bit gap-toothed, and I think the front doorknob is possibly loose. Whee! Oh, and we're probably going to replace the car reasonably soon, as upkeep costs begin to approach trade-in value. I feel super-lucky, though, that none of these are dire situations, as long as everything doesn't fail simultaneously. (*glares menacingly at laptop, phone, iPod*)

Anyhow, this weekend included a batch of errands, a wonderful walk with [livejournal.com profile] roverthedog and [livejournal.com profile] melted_snowball in a leash-free dog-park along a river, and a fairly recuperative Pilates session that made me feel all stretchy.

Work recently has included a foray into writing some C code, which is quite challenging for me. So many ways to screw up! But I've hopes that I (and colleagues I can rope into helping) will end up with a minor contribution to OpenSSH. Srs!

Since I last posted, I also went to Philadelphia for a Quaker thang, which was useful at unsticking some "how should I do this" sort of questions I'd been stuck on (and perhaps will post on eventually) and also for some good news about the Quaker Quest program- there will soon be funding to hire some number of additional staff. And then I spent a wonderful afternoon with friends in the Philly area, and we romped in the park with their dog and their 5-year-old, AND had a visit from NJ friends who came into town for the afternoon; and then they fed me soup and brownies and sent me on my flight back home with a big smile on my face.

odometer

Tuesday, 20 April 2010 12:00 pm
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I'm back-dating this because I don't think anyone besides me is likely to care.

I decided I trust my odometer reading after all. I looked back in my notes file, and my odometer legitimately read 858 at the start of the season in March. My guess for how many km I'd gone since then is within 20km of the odometer reading. So whatevs. I've been tracking kms since then and it hasn't jumped in the night (or Rover's managed to figure out how to take joyrides more carefully).

The odometer rolled over to 200km on my way home from work today.

Sunday's fun ride was up to Beechwood Zehrs, 11km in 40 minutes. Which included 8 minutes inside the store. So, 16.5km/hr. including walking in the store; or 20.6km/hr. actually on the bike. There were a few stoplights, too.

I've had two flat (rear) tires in the last week, entirely because I patched a flat badly (there was a seam in the tire that I tried to file down, but the patch seems to have not sealed around the seam anyway.) I said to hell with it and replaced the tire after the second flat. And I bought myself a much better bike pump too.

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