Fun Friday Fompleted. Two different kid groups told me to piss off because I gave them my “I question your values” face when they were blocking the ped path/rang my bell.

One driver told me “I’m sorry I have diminished spatial awareness, I would be one of the first eaten if I were a prey animal” as she barreled through a xing or at least the first part.

I rummaged around a liquor store brandishing a hacksaw.

I accidentally left a perishable grocery item in a saddlebag. Only three weeks from the bike’s first anniversary ... figured it would happen sooner so I’ll take that bit as a win. SPATIAL AWARENESS ERROR NOT IN YOUR FAVOR: LOSE FOUR DOLLARS

The kids, that was my problem. Today has been groggy, so I didn’t get rolling until 3pm. Kids coming out of school = bad time for everyone. Doubling down on avoiding 3-5pm.

The liquor was to celebrate a friend’s milestone and to become inebriated/numb to the world.

The hacksaw had just been purchased across the street to make some metal risers for a cargo tray instead of using the manufacturer’s sub-optimal hack. “Turn it sideways!” No.

Gabbers documentary [2013; 48min].

Still working through this one. Gabbercore etc was too hard/fast/late for me. I posted Everybody In The Place [An Incomplete History of Britain 1984-1992 by Jeremy Deller; 2019; 1hr] here before but I had to watch it again, it’s that good.

I was at the trailing edge of that sort of scene as well, only went to two raves. One, at Michigan Central Station; the police were turning away everyone because, stop-me-if-you, “permits weren’t filed in time.” What that meant was, and I’ve mentioned this before: the hosts of the rave were made aware of the required permits between 4:37pm-4:59pm on that Friday, is how that works. I told one of the officers I was going to “take my rave to a higher level” which is easily in my top 10 off-the-cuff bit of kits. The other at the Detroit Science Center which started apparently around 2pm with a fashion show +++ so by the time night fell there were only like 50 people “raving.” This is the rave that you weren’t at that had a shark documentary on the IMAX screen with Locust’s Weathered Well playing over it. My crew all went out and bought discs the next day. That’s how you sell CDs, with SHARKS!

Occasionally I see a reference to someone indicating they had attended the Michigan Central Station rave, which, who knows. Maybe they saw a poster and extrapolated with porkies, maybe the cops left after awhile.

Angela Collier: A Target Data Story [48min].

Ze Frank: True Facts ‒ Where Have All The Fireflies Gone [4min].

can you like ... just stop

you’re not helping

(both of the side streets are right-turn-only onto sixth, so someone said “LET’S MAKE THE INTERSECTION BIKE-FRIENDLY” but instead they painted some magical pretend lines)

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A: put some goddamn cement down. how much does cement cost? make cement curb rectangles and put planters inside, those cost less. lines do nothing. no one cares (even the bulbouts are just lines). oh wait, someone will probably mount the planter and damage their car’s undercarriage. oh god. oh jeez. But good news across the pond, San Francisco recently discovered that eleven years of making cars safer and billions of dollars down the drain didn’t help Vision Zero and now they’re going to focus on peds/biking. Wow. God. Jeez.

Knorpp Candy Co. Marshmallow Pumpkins. I will be talking about Knorpp in about five years. Anyway, these little folx, I love them. So much personality ... probably about 100 years old. Available now for only $10000.

Pee-wee as Himself ‒ Official Trailer ‒ HBO [2min].

Not Just Bikes: The Absolute Best Transportation for Cities [35min].

I forgot to include these lemon crate labels with the second heapin’ helping of lemon blathering.

Jaiden Animationss: I was almost in Squid Game [14min].

Did a quick search for “I am a Lemon” RE the candy product I blathered about earlier this month. So far my favorite is “I am a Lemon Law lawyer.” “I am a laconic Lisbon-located Lemon Law lawyer, let’s LITIGATE!” Found this product, a desk clock that reads “I AM A LEMON.” Because ... it is a lemon. “Made from the recovery of orange and lemon peels from the heart of the Mediterranean, it is a 100% Made in Italy product supported by a short supply chain.” There is also an organic filament available, REKRILL(R)-MENT Orange and you’ll never guess what it’s made of.

They don’t mention the odor. I hope it smells like oranges, that would be TITE

That was one of my big stumbling blocks with 3d printers, bringing more plastic into the world. Perhaps this can be solved worldwide with the powair of ORANGES #ORANGES

Ma Cola trademark registration. Filed September 20th, 1909.

1926 advertisement for Cannon Ball scooters and variants from Hunt, Helm, Ferris & Co. These are my favorite type of ye olde ads ‒ show as much as you can. Wordy, chewy dense design. The 1926 Skee-boggan certainly feels like “prior art” to throw at the Snurfer. Same pad, same shape, just instead of a rope, a nice wooden pole that will really give you a poke when you wipe out halfway down the hill.

Radiohead ‒ No Surprises [2009; 3min].

Angela Collier: women in space but it sucks [41min].

I told you Clara Bow was cool. Western Confectioner, 1929 January pg 68.

Western Confectioner, 1927 January pg 10.

The dorks are thirsty in Atlanta
And there’s malted milk in Texarkana
And we’ll bring it back no matter what it takes

Brick Experiment Channel: 5 Lego Walkers vs 7 Obstacles [5min].

Watched three documentaries on Kanopy which is available to you if you have a US library card or are a US student/professor. It has a strange ticketing system that combines poorly with the minimalistic UI: you get x tickets a month, some movies are 2 tickets, some are 4, etc. But the number of tickets is not on the thumbnail. What is the category of the movie, all I see is a thumbnail and a title. Sorry, you’ll have to click through to see that. Can I block the “kids"/"horror"/"general accounting principles of Thailand” category? No. Also we put all the “The” movies under “T” for “The” (I don’t want any mail about this. You’re wrong, and you’re wrong, you all get a wrong).

Given that State of Play had “junior” members of a gaming team cleaning the house and doing the dishes to develop discipline in between endless gaming sessions and Salaryman covering the work camps that have blaring announcements at 6am to get up to make your company some goddamn money, I’m guessing there’s exploitative camps for upcoming idols as well. But I had to stop Tokyo Idols because watching the delusional middle-age man/teenage idol parasocial situation wasn’t my bag, and apparently as the movie progresses ages go down to ten. The scene in which there were workers specifically assigned to move/shove fans along a hand-shaking line of idols, and the half-hearted attempts by the fans to stay shaking hands as long as they could was sort of fractally all I needed to see.