Leaves are turning, and so is the sky.
Some evildoer swiped my beautiful desert climate while I was on the road. A fella can’t leave nothin’ unlocked and unguarded in these parts.
I should be out and about, logging miles on the Marin Nicasio. But instead here I am, in the office, catching up on correspondence and expense reports, brokering real-estate deals, and drinking green tea.
Why, I may even put on pants. That’s how dire the situation has become.
Damp, gray weather like this is why the Mid-Willamette Valley and I proved such a poor fit back in the early Eighties. It makes me want to eat everything, with a side of everything else, and wash it all down with buckets of brain-eraser. Cost me my girlish laughter it did, along with a few buttons on the old 501s.
And now Twitter is testing a 280-character tweet, doubling the previous limit we’ve all come to know and love. Good Gawd Awmighty. Has the world gone mad? Zombie Russian novelists must be running that op’ these days. Tolstoy needed more than 140 characters just to clear his throat.
What Twitter really needs is an editing function. But if we had that, I expect more of us might come to realize that we only have 140 characters’ worth of wisdom in us on a good day.
Tags: Fall, Marin Nicasio, September, Twitter
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September 27, 2017 at 11:16 am |
The Horror. The horror. DJT with 280 characters.
September 27, 2017 at 11:27 am |
Khal: You owe the PO’G “kitty” a dollar for a “possible embargo violation”! 🙂
September 27, 2017 at 11:53 am |
I think that Khal’s response falls into the more liberal (see what I did there?) rules that Patrick has imposed on the embargo. I think Twitter headquarters should be nuked for peace. That would prevent our dotard (Little Boy) from further irritating the NK dictator (Fat Man.) Hey, that’s how Bill Maher refers to those two losers.
September 27, 2017 at 12:34 pm |
One character on Twitter is one too many.
September 27, 2017 at 1:10 pm |
We’ll give K a mulligan on that one. As regards Twitter, I used to get a bang out of it, because it reminds me so much of headline writing, one of my favorite parts of being a deskman.
But I’m definitely losing interest in it. Too much noise, not nearly enough signal.
September 27, 2017 at 8:08 pm |
Mea culpa
September 27, 2017 at 11:43 am |
the weather is almost nice here; high 80’s and low 70’s. just about the time it gets tolerable, the daylight gets thin. i don’t know if any of you guys follow the ‘chasing mailboxes’ blog. the coffeeneuring challenge is fast approaching. i heard about it a few months ago and i’m so looking forward to it. basically you ride your bike to get coffee seven times in a given few weeks in the fall. document your rides and the send you a spiffy patch. sounds pretty stupid but for some reason i’m all in.
September 27, 2017 at 1:13 pm |
Just pulled up the blog for a look-see right now, Carl. It’s coffee weather for sure. Now the wind is howling like a whole litter of banshees with the red-ass.
September 27, 2017 at 11:56 am |
Cooler and cloudy here too. I am going to buy a small rear rack for the Soma ES so I can put a small rack trunk on it. Need it to hold jackets, vests, arm and leg warmers, etc, for riding in colder weather.
http://www.somafab.com/archives/product/champs-elysees-rear-rack
September 27, 2017 at 1:13 pm |
Pat, it surely beats pooching your jersey pockets out all to be damn.
September 27, 2017 at 3:35 pm |
It seems the older I get, the more stuff I need on the road. Tube, patch kit, Quick Stik tire lever, wallet, kleenex, very small first aid kit, Park MT-1 tool, tire gauge, cell phone, and snacks. Stuff adds up quick. Throw a jacket or vest in there, and the largest seat pack I could find just can’t hack it. Plus you have to dig for everything. No fun, and fun is what I’m out there for.
September 27, 2017 at 4:48 pm |
recently I went for a bicycle ride nude,meany no power meter no HR monitor just me and bicycle, hated it I’m addicted to all the gizmos I need help
September 27, 2017 at 5:11 pm |
Oh, that won’t do. You need the Stravas and the GPSes and all them ee-lectrical whizbang comosellamas. How d’ye expect the Deep State to folly you around? By burning up shoe leather? That’s so Hooveresque.
September 27, 2017 at 8:08 pm |
Pouring buckets up here right now. I rode home from work and looked like a drowned rat.
September 28, 2017 at 8:41 am |
Having spent 4 years in the “Mid- Willamette” valley I would agree that winters there are pretty dark and dank, OSU class of 86. At least now there are craft breweries everywhere that you can hole up in during the dark times.