Every moment I spend on Twitter I lose a little bit of my soul, and while squandering another chunk yesterday I came across this PSA: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0m-c4GixUpg&t=2s If you can't be bothered to watch it, basically the Viking is about to go into battle and he doesn't wear his helmet, so his fellow Vikings engage in... Continue Reading →

Hey, we can argue about what is and isn't hypocritical all day long--but we can all at least agree that nothing's more hypocritical than a bike blogger who's gotten like five new bikes in the last few months writing a column about how old bikes are better than new bikes: ...though in my defense I've... Continue Reading →

As I mentioned some time ago, Grant Petersen of Rivendell recently sent me some Soma chainstay kickstands, one of which I put on my RockCombo: Well, this past weekend I received a parcel from Classic Cycle: In which Paul excoriated me for defiling an important piece of cycling history with a non-period correct component: I... Continue Reading →

Parenting is hard work. For example, when you fill a cooler full of beverages on a hot day, you've got to make sure they don't accidentally drink the hard seltzer instead of the soda. (They really should make the labeling more obvious.) Also, you've got to prepare them to earn a living and make their... Continue Reading →

In addition to being a Cool Mom, I'm also a trendsetter: For example, since last November, I've been riding a 1989 Specialized RockCombo: Now look: Did I even know there was such a bike as a RockCombo before Paul from Classic Cycle sent one to me? I did not. Nevertheless, I take 100% credit for... Continue Reading →

With my Midlife Crisis Fixie Mark II now complete I embarked this morning upon its maiden voyage. I wanted a flat route, for obvious reasons, and so I headed east towards Pelham Bay Park. There are some beguiling stretches of greenway here: One of which leads right out of the Bronx into Westchester County, which... Continue Reading →

As you know, recently I build myself a Rivendell Platypus, a bicycle that is highly appropriate for the current juncture in my life: It looks great, it's good for everything from long mixed-terrain rides to taking my son to tee-ball to lunch dates with my wife, and best of all I don't have to strain... Continue Reading →

The holiday weekend is upon us, but before I go I will conclude my tedious examination of New York State Department of Motor Vehicle registration quirks by sharing the most diminutive "SUBN" vehicle I've found to date: It is a Chevy Aveo, it is tiny as fuck, and I have no idea why it gets... Continue Reading →

Further to my last post, Streetsblog has updated their article: https://twitter.com/StreetsblogNYC/status/1397671656898891780?s=20 As I suspected, Transportation Alternatives did arrive at the idea that the number of SUVs in New York City is "up 21 percent" by counting the number of registrations in the "Suburban" or ("SUBN") category. While big-ass SUVs do in fact get "SUBN" registrations,... Continue Reading →

Today I slipped a way to the forbidding Trails Behind The Mall: Which I accessed by means of a vintage bicycle: As opposed to the hated SUV: The number of sport utility vehicles owned by city residents rose by 21 percent between 2016 and 2020, from 974,359 to 1,180,722, according to state Department of Motor... Continue Reading →