Archive for December, 2009
Doug Nagy. Comedian. Kitty Rancher
Tao Te Ching
Ong Bak 2,
The Nature Of Things
thich nhat hahn
Chris Vyn! This was taken on a surprisingly warm day just before the snow fell.
It was a Sunday. We rode bikes to The Only and drank coffee on the patio . . . until some drunk lady started puking over the fence into the river. It was gross. We sat inside. It seemed way too early in the day to be that mullered.
Andy gave me an old Nikon lens he found at a yard sale. No working light meter, loads of scratches . . . the photos end up with a nice softness to them.
I have a thing for ordinary things which are made into bottle openers.
Cliff linked to this in the comments of the post below . . . It needed its own post.
Since my workplace is a mere 1.8km’s from my house (3.6km round trip) I choose to ride my bicycle (because bicycles are the best) or walk (when the snow becomes too much) to work. It’s no big deal. You do what you do and I’ll do what I do. Right?
What I have noticed on my morning and evening commutes, is the increasingly visible lack of patience and respect displayed by a wide variety of motor vehicle drivers. Little regard is not only shown to cyclists and pedestrians, but to other motorists as well.
When you begin to spend enough time outside of a car, you start to realize just how insane car travel can appear . . . even in a small town such as ours.
This week, I have been honked and yelled at simultaneously, on two occasions. Once as a pedestrian (this morning) and once as a cyclist. Both times I was obeying all laws of our land pertaining to mobile pedestrians and cyclists.
I was honked and yelled at simply because each respective honker and yeller was too impatient to wait an extra 3 seconds (literally, there was a difference of seconds at sake).
We can frame this in all kinds of ways. We can debate the issue of shared usage of public roadways and sidewalks . . . but none of that will create an excuse for bad manners and rude behaviour.
Bryn Bratton-Wall. Mayor of Edmonton.
The Wooden Sky – If I Don’t Come Home You’ll Know I’m Gone
The Deep Dark Woods – Winter Hours
The xx – self titled.
Patrick Watson – Wooden Arms
The Rural Alberta Advantage – Hometowns
Joseph Manafo. Storyteller, Documentarian.
2009 was the year of catching up. My list includes items and experiences that aren’t necessarily new to the world, but in most cases new to me. Here’s what helped fill my space over the last 365 . . .