Riding a bike up a hill is like eating spicy food, an acquired taste and one that aficionados take seriously
In the 20 years and 100K mi that I have ridden on Portland area streets, my bike has contacted a car five times
(Originally published 2020-06-13, updated 2022-05-26)
Is it sinking in yet that 2019 was the last remotely “normal” year, like, ever?
I grew up on a gravel road, and that’s still my favorite kind of road, and my favorite kind of landscape
For much of my 20s many of my jobs looked suspiciously like backpacking and I lived for weeks or months at a time in tents....
The central urbanist question for moderately posh urbanites like myself is:
“should poor people be allowed to live in our neighborhood?”
If the answer is...
Human beings are machines designed to walk.
There always comes a point where I can’t finish “designing” something in my head. I have to start building it to find the edges.
Every three or four years I’ll kick a hornet’s nest by saying something like:
fellow front-end devs: if you ever feel intimidated by your back-end...
Discerning whether something is real or a fantasy is no longer a salient problem for daily existence.
Nostalgia is a dangerous impulse
Pondering the distinction between being right (correct) and right (moral).
Everything you want to work on, work on it with both hands.
I reckon the statute of limitations is probably up on this lie.
Delivered at the Merna Community Cemetery, July 2nd, 2015
Dad was not a Churchy man and while he liked to discuss religion, he didn’t often...
Over the last four years I wore a literal groove into the gravel behind the bleachers at the Lewis and Clark baseball diamond.
The dirt in my father’s blood
About twelve years ago, in the middle of my divorce, my father paid me the greatest compliment I have ever been given.
Scenario: a bike is broken down. Probably a flat tire. Bike and cyclist are on the roadside and might need a little help…
I like my commute so much I make it longer, and do it on the weekends
I don't know anyone who says anything other than “good riddance” to the first decade of the 21st century.
Programmer Michael Thomas revisits an old theme: Why Free Software has poor usability, and how to improve it. This was a theme I heard a...
You can use a Swiss Army knife to cut your fingernails in two different ways: with the scissors, or with the knife blade.
You can’t learn to plow by reading books
Why I left, and what I miss
In the last 24 hours the feeling finally hit us: OK, we're actually leaving.
Dear Honored Foreign Designer,
The following is a guide to the use of color in Chinese graphic design. Unlike foreign color symbolism, in which colors...
I realized on this trip that I don’t particularly care for travel. For me this is a big admission, although in retrospect it’s kind of...
After about 25 hours of transit we are finally in Xiamen. Flights were all smooth, after a delayed departure from Portland. The delay actually worked...
I rode the bus in today early. I get a lot of thinking done on the bus, but it's languid, unfocused thinking. Conscious dreaming, but...
1990 Honda Civic, Runs, Sort of - $250 (SW Portland)
Reply to: firstname.lastname@example.orgDate: 2005-07-24, 6:47PM PDT
This is a Champagne (transl: “Gold”) 1990 Honda Civic...
As I Learned Them from Seven Years of Anthropology Classes
The last day of the most consequential bike ride of my life
Describe a perfect machine
The squall of March rain arrives like an announcement, travelling a patient course, propelled by 8000 miles of Pacific Ocean. I hear it crawling eastward...