Every so often someone — always a car driver — gets on the neighborhood app called Next Door to bitch about bicyclists or biking infrastructure the City of Austin has installed. The latest is about some plastic bollards that make a semi-protected bike lane, narrower car lanes and additional concrete that is meant to be traffic-calming. It’s in what was designed to be a high-density, pedestrian and bike-friendly neighborhood. Named Mueller, after the former airport upon which it sits, it’s generally a safe area to bike. Except when you read what the aggressively bike-hating people are posting in Next Door. I wrote a previous post on this in January 2018. Now the haters are back, so of course I have a few choice words. (Of love – tough love.)Continue reading
“Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase.”
– The Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
A Dude attended a presentation sponsored by his weekly job search group today. It was about how to make brain science work for, not against us. The presenter asked an attender if she had faith. She paused and said, “Well, if you mean like in organized religion, no.” The presenter said something like, “Well, do you have faith the sun is going to come up tomorrow?” “Of course,” she answered. And that got me thinking. (I have a thinking problem, actually. I’m trying to cut back. Ha ha!) Thinking usually leads to writing, and lately not journaling as much as weblogging. So in what do I have faith? Continue reading
Casting about for story ideas, I found myself at Michael Bluejay’s long-time and dense website, www.bicyclingaustin.info. Thanks to him and a poster there, Owlman, and also KXAN TV for posting the story which you can read at this link. I didn’t know Tommy Ketterhagen, but when I heard the news a young bicyclist had been killed, I swallowed my heart hard. Continue reading
People on Bikes and Lanes for Them Are Here to Stay
Today I was going to post about a Safe City Cycling Class, but due to cedar fever, my body was devoid of most energy. So I posted up in my bed to take an extended siesta. I’m still feeling as if I were run over by a truck, so bear with me. I hope to attend the next class on Saturday and report on that then. Looking around for a topic, I realized the Next Door War on Cyclists going on today would be a “fun” one. Not being sure about permissions and copyrights, I will just quote from there instead of put whole posts. When someone brings out the word “douche” and they’re not French or talking about a shower or feminine hygiene, let’s just say it gets pretty heated.Continue reading