My time on this shared MacBook has been compromised. It started out innocently a couple months ago. I sent my wife a photo of one of my brother’s found on Facebook. I unexpectedly unearthed the photo of him on a Facebook Page dedicated to “fallen” students of my high school. The email arrives in my wife’s inbox at which point it dictates she create a Facebook account to view the image.
210 Friends and counting later, my wife is all over Facebook. At first we joked about inflating our Friend numbers. Now we jokingly communicate through Facebook. It might be a sign of an ever so slight addiction. I’m happy though to see her embracing the power of the internet. Since she’s a Seattle transplant, it has been a wonderful way for her to reconnect with distant friends. If I can find some sneaky way to get her hooked on blogging, then I’d feel like I really accomplished something special this year. There’s hope!
Oh yeah, can you tell how relieved I am to have decided against linking to my blog on Facebook? Not posting a link to my blog has saved me much headache explaining to people I haven’t seen in 20 years what I do for a living. Sadly, I’ve gotten a bit obnoxious with the Status Updates because I find the whole thing silly. Now I’m one of them. I promise I won’t blog about Facebooking… much.
I’m one of you. Granted, I’m behind the steering wheel more often. I’m pretty familiar with the rules of the road as a cyclist and a motorist. I typically ride my bike for triathlon training, not for daily work commuting. Here are some things I’d like to point out as to better commune on the rough and tumble streets of Seattle.
1) Sidewalks aren’t meant for bikes. Don’t stare at me if I don’t see you riding down a sidewalk at night without any visible lights or reflectors. You’ve got to meet motorists halfway. Stand out! I would get ticketed for driving my car without headlights after dark. Wear reflective underwear if you must!
2) I realize it’s a big pain in the ass to unclip your shoes at intersections. I know it’s why you balance your bike instead of unclipping while waiting for the light to change. I’m impressed by how well you can handle your bike and your calves. What impresses me more is eye contact. I prefer to see the whites of your eyes to establish rapport.
3) Don’t ride two abreast if you’re slowing traffic. It’s plenty easy to drop back and ride single file as cars pass. You’re not any less of a cyclist if a car passes you. It won’t negatively impact your ego or manhood. Leave that to the bike shorts!
P.S. please, please, please wear a damn helmet.
Hear this, hear this! This blog just got 11% easier to remember. You can simply type www.lessinges.com to get here each and every time. If I want to become a rockstar blogger, I need a vanity domain and bought one I did.
Happy Turkey Day to everyone! Holidays are special, enjoy them to their fullest. Catch you all on the flip side.