Biking
Improve It: City Biking. Lessons for Toronto
Sharing time: Tracking 'sharrows' on city streets
New Idea for Sharing Urban Roads? Sidewalks Removed From Busy London Street Forces Drivers to Slow
Politics
The Rise and Fall and Rise of Newt Gingrich
'Super Committee' Gives Up On US Debt
Fox News Viewers Know Less Than People Who Don't Watch Any News
It's Not That We Couldn't Make This Up We Just With We Had To: Rush Limbaugh Calls Michelle Obama 'Uppity'
By the numbers: The myth of 'job-killing' regulations
Michele Bachmann: 'I Haven't Had a Gaffe'
Science and the Environment
Karl Rove's latest anti-EPA ad is so bad it's been pulled from the air
Restoring Rivers Could Help Cool Cities
Fox News Viewers Know Less Than People Who Don't Watch Any News
Obama: Climate Change Cannot Be Denied
Behold: The 20 Dirtiest, Most Polluted Cities in America
Obama Proposes New Emissions Standards on Eve of U.N. Meeting
Women
A Crisis In Our Military
The Other 99%
Just Fucking Cool
How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the RPatz (no one hates Twilight more than this guy)
Crosby Returns to the Pens Lineup (yes, this is fucking cool)
Fox News Viewers Know Less Than People Who Don't Watch Any News
DIY: Hanging Glass Globes
Six Seasons and a Movie: The Stages of 'Community' Grief on the Internet
Build a Mini Rocket Stove From Upcycled Tin Cans
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
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I do apologize for the lack of updates. I feel like I've (at least briefly) run out of steam. So, at least for this week, I'm going to take a little bit of a break—unless something terribly exciting happens, so that is most likely doubtful. Thanksgiving has already begun over here and the food is weighing me down a bit.
Happy Turkey Day, folks.
Happy Turkey Day, folks.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
I really hate that "Baby It's Cold Outside" song
(And click here to see why)
Beside the point. The fact is that after a brief cool spell, which warmed back up nicely for the Tweed Ride, winter is upon us (again).

But, apparently not for long. Check that, Sunday!
This screencap was taken a little bit later this morning, but when I took off this morning my phone told me it was 39°. Pretty impressive, I believe. Now, I remember when I was a Girl Scout, there was a "Polar Bear" badge that you supposedly only received if you went on a camping trip while it was below freezing (and I not-so-fondly remember shivering through a few 40° weekends). I'm going to follow the same standards here, so, not quite Polar Bear status yet. But I'll keep yall posted.
But I think I've got it figured out. This morning? Boots. Knee-high socks. Tights. Long shorts. Long-sleeved dry-wick. Sweater. Scarf. Fleece zip-up. Hat. Gloves. I might dive in and buy some better gloves—mine are the freebies from the National Marathon—but I was feeling pretty good. Probably wool socks next time, my toes did get a little frigid.
And with the time change, right around the point I think I'll probably freeze to death, the sun hits! Which is wonderful. And now that I have borderline-mastered the "Look ma! No hands!" routine, I can warm up my freezing digits with ease.
Still have an extra layer for when it gets even colder, too. Full-length running tights. Has anyone made a full-length running onesie? Suppose it would need a handy butt-flap, though. But I'd be all over a running onesie. Definitely.
So it looks like I'll be cycling through this winter. And that after 4 years of Pittsburgh, I will probably finally break down and buy me some long underwear. Until there's ice and snow on the road, at least, because that will probably send me scuttling for the warmth and protection of a steel box.
Beside the point. The fact is that after a brief cool spell, which warmed back up nicely for the Tweed Ride, winter is upon us (again).
But, apparently not for long. Check that, Sunday!
This screencap was taken a little bit later this morning, but when I took off this morning my phone told me it was 39°. Pretty impressive, I believe. Now, I remember when I was a Girl Scout, there was a "Polar Bear" badge that you supposedly only received if you went on a camping trip while it was below freezing (and I not-so-fondly remember shivering through a few 40° weekends). I'm going to follow the same standards here, so, not quite Polar Bear status yet. But I'll keep yall posted.
But I think I've got it figured out. This morning? Boots. Knee-high socks. Tights. Long shorts. Long-sleeved dry-wick. Sweater. Scarf. Fleece zip-up. Hat. Gloves. I might dive in and buy some better gloves—mine are the freebies from the National Marathon—but I was feeling pretty good. Probably wool socks next time, my toes did get a little frigid.
And with the time change, right around the point I think I'll probably freeze to death, the sun hits! Which is wonderful. And now that I have borderline-mastered the "Look ma! No hands!" routine, I can warm up my freezing digits with ease.
Still have an extra layer for when it gets even colder, too. Full-length running tights. Has anyone made a full-length running onesie? Suppose it would need a handy butt-flap, though. But I'd be all over a running onesie. Definitely.
So it looks like I'll be cycling through this winter. And that after 4 years of Pittsburgh, I will probably finally break down and buy me some long underwear. Until there's ice and snow on the road, at least, because that will probably send me scuttling for the warmth and protection of a steel box.
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