The Terrible Secret of Space
Monday, April 19th, 2004(jonathonrobinson.com). Flash required.
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This is an astounding account of a motorcycle journey through Chernobyl (via the new & improved sharpeworld).
(website): “[A] story about a town that one can ride through with no stoplights, no police and no danger of hitting any living thing.”
Growing up in Arkansas, I never really understood the urban references on Sesame Street or The Electric Company, but listening to The Electric Company Digital Archive (wohmart.com) makes me realize the show probably mitigated the mildly racist attitudes to which I was exposed at the time. For that, I’m thankful.
I get to see a lot of photography portfolios sent to our offices. I’m a big fan of this photographer (GlenWexlerStudio.com), although ‘photography’ is probably too limited a term for what he does. Really, multimedia imagery is the future. Yeah, I need to learn to do all that.
Ninja mask: (website)
(runmuki.com): The addiction to driving can be broken, the necessity of mass transit strap-hanging can be avoided. The following might, just might, encourage others to discover how bicycle commuting can enhance their lives.
This is a well-written treatise on bicycle commuting. The site is interesting, too, with a very heavy socialist bent. Funny thing, in a socialist world, Paul would not own so many bikes.
(epicurious.com) : It’s just after 8 p.m. on a balmy summer Saturday and I’m heading toward one of New York’s most overbooked restaurants, Balthazar, where celebrities regularly go to be celebrated and where lay diners like me call a month in advance to try and secure a reservation. I don’t have a reservation. I don’t have a connection. I don’t have a secret phone number. The only things I have are a $20, a $50, and a $100 bill, neatly folded in my pocket.
I love these kinds of articles, sort of in the vein of Esquire’s series on what $20 can get you.