Jun 30, 2009
The worksmanship in this thing is amazing. All of the parts are machined and it's stamped with a manufacturer name and serial number or something. More photos of the mystery tool are located at the Flickr site.
If any readers have ideas on what this might be, I would love to hear your thoughts. I plan to send photos to the Historical Society as well, so we'll see if they have any ideas as well.
One of the best books I have ever read, on average, is David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest (IJ). I say "on average" because it's a little inconsistent. I finished it about three weeks ago, and loaned my copy to a friend that is interested in reading it.
Jun 24, 2009
Jun 23, 2009
As I approached the light rail station, I watched the train pull slowly away without me. Groaning, I swiped my pass and stood there for about 5 minutes, waiting for the next train, which was due in about 5 more minutes. Finally, a small, quiet voice in my head punched through and screamed "YOU HAVE A DAMN BIKE! WHY ARE YOU WAITING HERE?!
I had no good answer. I got on my bike and rode home, and have not tried that since then.
Jun 22, 2009
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Jun 13, 2009
It was readily apparent that today was the first really wicked nice day of 2009 in Minneapolis. Sunny, warm, low humidity. It was awesome.
Jun 11, 2009
The current onslaught of road repairs is really trying my patience. Those that have been here before know about the Marq2. It's got downtown tied up like a Christmas present and will for the rest of the summer. It drives me nuts partly because it has got traffic messed up and has rerouted buses, but now the noise is positively giving me the howling fantods. Sitting in my 10th floor office I listen to a Vac truck about 7 hours out of the day right now. No wonder I have been out of sorts...
If that's not enough, these photos are from my very own neighborhood. We are getting our water mains "relined", whatever that means. Vogon Destructor Crews arrived in Northrup a few weeks ago and chopped up the pavement, erected barriers and dropped mounds of dirt here and there.
Every now and then, something happens in your everyday life that fits a song perfectly. Life really should have a sound track.
"It's the sound of my ego spinning out of control
Sounds in my head that might never come out
Stuck in my head, and forever reverberate -
How do you pluck them out?"
Supposedly, all the music on this actually a synth and NOT a guitar. I don't know if I believe that.
NOTE: Bob rides a bike in this video!!