Friday, August 01, 2008

I still don't understand...

why Greyhound and its partial subsidiary, Bolt Bus, insist on crossing the Harlem River at 135th Street and then driving local streets through all of Manhattan to 34th or 42nd. The Chinatown buses use any combination of two East River crossings to shave off a lot of time.

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Friday, July 25, 2008

Why I (We) Go on These Trips*

Billy: Where you from, man?
Stranger: Hard to say.
Billy: Hard to say? Where you from, man?
Stranger: It's hard to say because it's a very long word, you know?
Billy: I just wanna know where you're from, man.
Stranger: A city.
Billy: What city?
Stranger: It doesn't make any difference what city. All cities are alike. That's why I'm out here now.
Billy: Why you're out here now? Why?
Stranger: 'Cause I'm from the city, a long way from the city, and that's where I wanna be right now.

From Easy Rider.

*Not the work trips.

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Thursday, October 18, 2007

geography vs. everyone

coming down from the mist above rural montreal in a CRJ the earthenness of the landscape bounds upward, solid, undeniable, even in what little light is available. patches of brown and green cropland, choking pathetic rectangular patches of hemmed-in forest. the roads are dirt. the structures are well-intentioned jokes: corrugated metal beat by the wind, sun, snow, rain, mist, ice, etc. etc., without suggestion of permanence or dominance. canada is its land. hints surround the cities. the truth is out there if you want it.

fast forward to los angeles. the promise of the west looms large as soon as the plains end and the rockies begin. nothing but immemorably complex, reddish and rugged majesty until the clouds over the coast. descent, touchdown. the surface of the earth bears all the empty promise of ten years of useless dating. everything is designed to look filthy. gray and graying and sometimes grooved concrete is smeared over everything, across the surface, sideways, in columns, in curving linear shapes atop the columns. the grooves trap grit and oil and grime. chain stores everywhere; the only majesty to be found in the thousands of refinery lights atop fractioning towers and steam-spewing structures between long beach harbor and the road. car lots everywhere. land of in n out. a system of small cities designed for the automobile, whose flatness defies everything east. the promise of the west? nothing hasn't been fucked up.


Monday, August 13, 2007

RB in SF.

Confirmed. Aug 24-28.

Possibly followed by RB in Maine.


Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Quest to become the most American Americans...

Friday, April 06, 2007

Bob's Donuts, San Francisco

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Sunday, April 01, 2007

Summer Projects gaining momentum

Looks like we'll be back in the good ol' USA this summer. KC is gaining momentum fast, and promises to be big. DM and I are not sure of the route yet.

We're also working on the Buffalo Wing Festival and the CPCCPC07.

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