The News

I rode to work today.

The News.

I see the headlines when I go to my homepage. A two year old boy accidentally shot by his father this morning here in St. Louis. A female officer and a judge stabbed and shot in Washington State, also today. Yesterday shootings in Pittsburgh. I used to be a news junkie. Now, not so much. And, the little I grab from the headlines is wearing me out. It is Friday and I'm going to fast from the news for at least the next 24hr. Tomorrow it is supposed to be nice here. I'm hoping a long hike with Goldilocks will be in order. If not, I will ride. Either way, I will let the world take care of itself. It will manage.

Have a good weekend! That is my plan.

• 37F with plenty of sun for the ride to work.
• 53F/ and abundant sunshine for the ride home.

A Rainy Day?

Yes, I rode to work today.

Today was supposed to be a rainy day. I did ride to work in the rain, but by mid-morning it had brightened considerably. After the early morning showers the rain avoided Downtown entirely.

The parking area was back to the three standbys. The Harleys were gone. I suppose they are back snug in their garages while their owners dream of sunshine and dry roads.

• 41F/5C with light rain for the ride to work.
• 44F/7C and mostly cloudy for the ride home.

Purim

Yes, I rode to work today.

And, after work I got to ride for a couple of hours.

Purim started this evening. I rode out to Neve Shalom to be with my rabbi friend and some remarkable folk. Even the Holy One, blessed be, made an appearance. Yes, God came to the party and wanted to play hide and seek. Who were we to argue? Problem was when the Holy One, blessed be, hid there was no concealment. It appears when God hides, God hides everywhere and is impossible to overlook. I asked what was the point of the game then. The response? "So you might remember that in seeking you may find." Then God added, "The only time I can't be found is when you are cock sure you've found me. Human certainty is the one place I can hide. If you don't believe me, just ask Haman?" God was whispering. I'm not sure anyone else heard or not. I am sure we listened to a very holy tune, ate hamantaschen, made some silliness, and had a great time.

• 61F and overcast for the ride into work.
• 69F and still overcast for the ride out to Neve.
• 69F and  I'm assuming still overcast, but it was dark, for the ride home.

Even the Harleys

Yes, I rode to work today.

Me and, it seemed, just about anyone who has a bike or scooter was out and about.

You know it is going to be a nice day when even the Harleys show up in the parking area. I'm not a Harley basher. I know Harley riders who ride lots of miles. I see folk out on Harleys year around here, but they are not the guys and gals who work at the Courts. These Harleys only come out on warm and dry days.

Today it was really warm, dry and ....

very very windy.

Some of the guys in this group seem to have been surprised by the wind.

Yes, it was windy, but the biggest problem impacting my riding today was having to work. It would have been great to just ride and ride and ride some more.

• 48F/9C and clear for the ride to work.
• 70F/21C and overcast for the ride home.

Truly Unusual

Yes, I rode to work today.

I left home this morning without either of the cameras. This is unusual in itself. Surprisingly I didn't see anything causing me to wish I had one with me. That never happens. If I don't have a camera I see things that make me wish I had one. Not today. Now that is truly unusual.

• 29F/-2C with a few clouds for the ride to work
• 50F/10C with a few different clouds for the ride home.

A Most Delicous Moment

Yes, I rode to work today.

While March's lion roared to the north of us, I rode to work and home in the dry.

It was the familiar three in the parking area today. I wonder if Deputy D has raingear yet? If not, I suspect he got wet. He would of been riding in just about the time the rain hit Downtown. I was later and it had passed through. Timing was on my side today.

On the way home a police car followed me much of the way. I wasn't doing anything to cause concern, still I found myself getting a wee bit anxious. On the other hand, I was pleased he was doing the speed limit and following the rules of the road. This is not always my experience of St. Louis' Finest. Dusk was approaching and while Missouri law states that you should use your headlights from one half-hour after sunset the good officer turned his on while he was behind me, and it was a long while before sunset. I was impressed. I was also pleased, because I saw the potential for a most delicious moment if the opportunity presented itself.


Finally, after what seemed a small eternity he pulled up next to me while preparing to make a right hand turn. This was the opportunity I'd hoped for. I motioned for him to roll down his window and he did. And then I said, "Your right front headlight is out." He looked surprised, but quickly regained his composure and thanked me for telling him.  Heaven knows being able to tell him was more than thanks enough.


Have a great weekend.

• 53F/12C with rain in the area, but I rode into work dry.
• 41F/5C ,windy, and overcast, but still dry for the ride home.

"Stop that!" She Said

Yes, I rode to work today.

Weather wise, today was much like yesterday, with the exception of the wind. It was almost calm on my ride to work this morning. By the afternoon the wind had picked back up, but nothing like yesterday. Today March was a lamb, but tomorrow the forecasters are saying a lion may appear.

I'm a gear-up guy. I've even been known to wear a back protector. There is an interaction I have pretty often with people that still surprises me when it happens. Here's the scene: I am wearing riding pants, a touring coat, boots, and carrying a helmet in my hand while walking to my ride. A person says to me, "Do you have a motorcycle?" It happened to me once again today. There is a deputy who I've known for much of my time at the Courts. She worked security in the Civil Courts Building. With my desk being in the Carnahan Courthouse, she had never seen me in my gear. A couple of days ago she was moved to Carnahan security. Today as I'm leaving work she says to me, "Do you have a motorcycle?" This is at least the second time, maybe the third that I've exited past her new duty station all geared up.

I said something smart, "No, I just dress this way to look like I have a motorcycle." 

She rolled her eyes at me, "Stop that," she said and added, "It occurred to me last night after you were out the door that you were dressed like you had a motorcycle. Sometimes I can be a little slow."

Is it just me, or is there something very wrong with this story?

Oh well.

• 37F/ and clear as a bell for the ride to work.
• 65F/ and fair for the ride home.