Shut Up, Canice
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Reconsidering one’s life ambition…
… is a very scary thing. Okay maybe I’m not actually reconsidering, but given my utter lack of enthusiasm for school and the bike-mania of late, it’s a very appetizing fantasy to play out in my head. Through the acquaintance of a new (bike messenger) friend, I was offered a job bike messengering. In a…
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The Weekly Miscellany
The New Yorker gets its cycling on in this month’s issue, written by the wonderful Ben McGrath. Bike Forums’ SSFG has its panties in a twist as usual, but they are also low brow pedal punks and kamikaze biker bullies and ignorami (for real, they called the New Yorker a “sugar-coated parade magazine for the…
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Griping
You know, I wasn’t even phased by how utterly, consumingly fun it was to ride from Chinatown to Finch Station at 2 a.m. in the bitter cold and wind because I missed the last subway and refuse to take the Vomit Comet. Just booked it from the El Mo at 1:45 and made it to…
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Dear diary…
Yesterday, a strange man showed me his penis. I headed to the bus stop near my house just before 9 a.m. this morning so I could book it to work by 10. I miss the bus 8:49, natch (thanks, YRT… you could have spared me this whole episode). I’m sitting on the…
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There is a god! (part 2)
The Canon M30/M80 – I know it came out last month, so I’m a bit late to the game, but it’s essentially a hard drive with a screen and a CF slot, and an invaluable gadget for the traveling or on-site photographer. This would have come in handy at the wedding I shot a couple…
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