Category Archives: Gearage

Good Deal. Comes in Three Speeds.

Let me just say: I’m pretty sick of driving to and from work, five days a week, along the I-25 corridor. There’s the traffic, the lame FM radio that seems to play the same 15 songs over and over, the bad drivers, the jarring roads. Not to mention the significant car troubles we’ve endured latelyContinue reading “Good Deal. Comes in Three Speeds.”

Rambling Existential Questions, Inspired by a Bike Show and The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

I really want to go to the North American Handmade Bike Show here in Denver this weekend, but then again, I’m not in the market for a new, handmade bike made of bamboo, ash, titanium, vibranium, or compressed coffee grounds. Plus, it’s $20 bucks just to get in! (That bothers me. I wish it didn’t.Continue reading “Rambling Existential Questions, Inspired by a Bike Show and The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”

A Meditation on Gear, In List Fashion

The equation biking + capitalism means that I ride, and I buy stuff for riding. I’ve even created a line item in our family budget for bike stuff. Mostly, I try and keep it within the dollar amounts that my wife spends on her: a. hair; b. clothing. I figure, that way, she can’t exclaimContinue reading “A Meditation on Gear, In List Fashion”

Acquisition = Good Citizen?

At our house, now that Christmas is over and we are finished cleaning up the detritus of plastic packaging, shiny bows, torn wrapping paper, and the like, we can play with our stuff. And, like most, there is a lot of new stuff. Yesterday, my two daughters opened around 12 packages each; we tossed outContinue reading “Acquisition = Good Citizen?”