Next Full Moon

Sunday, May 3rd Full Flower Moon

26 February 2008

Didn't It Rain?

But the sun's out for the next week or so. "You like that? YOU LIKE THAT?!?!?" as J does say. I love Mahalia Jackson. And, somewhat relatedly, if you get the opportunity to go to the New Orleans Jazz&Heritage Festival, go. Spend all day at the Gospel Tent if it feels right, sometimes it does.

Other times church is to be had on the bike. Spring is coming.

Check out New Animals, and follow the link in the entry to "I want to Believe", the exhibit by artist Cai Guo-Qiang at the Guggenheim. It will blow your mind.

In this time, few people are willing to make the effort. To make the effort to ___________.Something in the day to day takes precedence over that big ride in Big Sur ( or someplace near you that's kickass and takes some time and effort to git to), or that once a month chance at riding under the full moon (The FUCKING BIKE CLUB), or-even better- riding the road in the pitch dark, or ...you get the picture. People, make the dang effort. It's what makes the difference. You can ride your comfortable local loop any _ucking time you want, if you get the opportunity to do something epic Do It. Rearrange your schedule, call in favors, promise (and then deliver) favors...just make it happen. Cuz soon enough, you won't have those opportunities.

Following are some folks in the 1920s who made their choices...

The Krazy Kat Klub...


Do you think they looked back and wished they'd stayed home?

Krazy Kat was a newspaper komic by George Herriman very worth looking at, not least for the kooky vistas of Coconino County...

This all stems from the sun being out and reflections on rides and chances at rides gone by, and is dedicated to Hevi Kevi. He makes the effort like nobody I know, whether it's deciding spur of the moment in Vegas to head to Utah with some dirtbags to ride bikes in spite of woeful underpreparedness of both body and bike or tracking down a friend in a foreign strip club, in a foreign city to hang out and drink beers across town at another strip club. Thanks, Kevi, it would have been so much easier to bow out.

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