Another day, another bike ride. Today I biked my 2,000th miles so far this year. Last year it took me until December. At this rate, more than 3,000 miles is possible. :-)
The mind is not a vessel to be filled but a fire to be kindled.
While waiting for an all-day class on working with the government to start, I looked up.
- In addition to snapping the picture above, I learned that I’m gay. This, according to some discriminating bloke who hollered, “F**k you, f*g!” as he tooled by with his dirty pickup. This was a surprise, even to me. ;-) ↩
Prejudice, not being founded on reason, cannot be removed by argument.
My lunch ride today was along the Rock Creek Trail underneath some impressive power lines. Out came my camera.
Power poles have incredible variety. Every pole solves a different problem of topography, relationship to adjacent poles and need for lateral bracing, wires to nearby poles and to the ground, and wireless antennas.
So many poles, so little time. :-)
Headed back to work on my lunchtime ride, I took a quick snap of the field north of Costco.
Crowd-powered journalism becomes crucial when traditional media is unwilling or unable. “[T]he ability to have those real-time news reports — both verified and unverified — available for free to any user of the network is important not just because it allows us to see what is happening to the protesters and their civil rights, but also because it reveals First Amendment abuses like the dismantling of cameras and other equipment used by media outlets, or the arrest of people for recording the activities of police, which as my colleague Jeff Roberts points out is legal, despite what police forces across the country seem to believe (or want to believe).”1