My bike is black, with yellow grips, and cheap gold colored hubs and rims. It’s rusty in places, but it’s a bike. It might not be shiny and cool like the bikes that the other kids have, but I don’t care.
There are trails all around my neighborhood, some that go for miles. I made most of them, with a rake, some clippers and my bike. Most of my summer is spent alone, roaming the empty woods, planning new ways to get around with just one gear and 20” wheels.
Rolling through my neighborhood I see Trip.
“Hey man,” he says. “Where are you riding today?”
“To Skeleton Valley,” I say. “It’s nice and cool there.”
Trip nods, as if he approves. I continue on my way.
Flesh and blood cheetahs are the fastest land animals, capable of traveling at more than 70 mph for shorts periods of time. This robotic cheetah can only do 18 mph but could probably go forever and ever until everything on the Earth has been caught and consumed by its steely jaws.
For reference, Usain Bolt’s average speed over 100 meters is ~23 mph, so at least he’s safe…for a little while. (via ★interesting)
It’s not the speed that scares me, it’s the silence. We’re doomed, friends.
Are you going to let a little snow mess with your evening, or are you going to get in your car and go out for pizza at midnight? Yea, that’s what I thought.
I’ve been on the road for 19 months, sleeping on couches and floors, wandering around random cities looking for WIFI and a plug for my laptop.
Let me warn you though; all this time on the road changes a person. My tolerance for bullshit is at an all-time low, but I’m willing to accept my near zero balance in my bank account for the lessons it’s teaching me.
I stepped away from drawing more many years. It was probably my freshman year of highschool that I stopped. I had picked up playing the bass, and well, I was going to be a rock star. When that didn’t pan out, I started a music blog in 2001. I did that music blog thing until Feb of 2011, when I left AOL Music.
I’ve been drawing over the past two years or so, among other internet nerdy things. But man, I’m glad to be back drawing. The above was drawn on the back of a placemat at a Big Boy restruant, with my hosts here in Louisville, KY.
I drew the nerd on the computer. Then a big sandwich.
And then I hid the cat, while I was drawing it.
“Wait a second,” I said. “Wait ‘till you see this.” I was grinning while drawing the kitty.
And then I showed my friends. I joked that it was their cat, and she followed us to Big Boy and was now in the booth with us.
