Monday, December 24, 2012

And Just Like That...It's Christmas!




An End To Despair
What the hell was that all about? Man!  Lost In LA! I gotta tell ya, all that serious arsty stuff will take a lot out of ya, I'll tell ya. Serious writing is...serious. No wonder Hemingway blew his brains out. I mean, I would love to be discovered but after the first big check I'm buying a new bicycle and a keg of beer and maybe get some cute pizza delivery girls to come hang out by the pool. Notice that I will not let it go to my head and become a spendthrift: I am wisely planning on doubling my dollar by only getting hot chicks who also deliver pizza. Hah! See? These years in the trailer park have made me quite the thrifty little Nobel Prize winner to be. Plus...I don't even have a swimming pool! That's right...I will always remain your humble little buddy, the good ol' Trailer Park Cyclist. Maybe.

Do They Still Have Bicycles Out There?
While I was suffering through my sufferfest in the Land Where Everyone Else Goes To Have A Blast I was also secretly doing Agent Tim Joe of the Trailer Park Secret Agent's Club stuff. I forgot my miniature tie clip mounted camera (I forgot the ties I don't own, too) but who needs a camera? Every image known to man is available on the good ol' interwebs! BEHOLD!:

Pugsley Cage

That's a bike locker! You ride your bicycle to the train station and lock your bike in there and...well, I don't know what you do next. It seemed like a really good idea to me when I was standing there looking at it and looking around for a place to pee.

"Anybody seen that Coppertone Chick?"

That's not me but it was about to be me because the train stations in LA offer plenty of secure parking for your bicycle but not one damn place to pee. And now that I reflect a little reflecting, why would you leave your bike at the station? You can take them with you on the train!

Bike on train.  You can't make this stuff up.

Man, I realize that I am a hillbilly (actually a swampbilly) and easily impressed: but this got my attention! Ride your bike to the train, get on, (with your bicycle!) Ride on the train to some other place, then get on your bicycle (It's already there with you!) and pedal off to the next train, plane, bus or opium den.

"Oh Why, Lance?  Lance, How Could You? Oh Woe..."

O.K. Maybe not an opium den. But I'll bet they probably have those too, in LA, or they might as well.


More Damn Intermodality
As both of you know, I have recently become enamored of intermodal transportation, as in bicycles and anything else: reindeer sleigh, intergalactic pod transferal system, yak, donkey, elephant (tee hee) bus or the back of Uncle Bill's flat bed pickup truck. I don't care. I find it noble and adventuresome that many of my friends and thousands of people who I never met choose to travel solely by bicycle; it is salubrious and exemplary in their natures that they would do so. It also makes me wonder what the hell they are thinking. I have driven the Interstate system of this country and I have driven, for example, I-10 from Jacksonville to Santa Monica more times than I care to remember. It was a drag. But to ride it on a train, contemplating the swiftness of man's genius, or to fly there, god-like and airborne; or  perhaps to ride shotgun with some mighty trucker, eighteen wheels roaring behind as we flash across this our mighty continent...all the while secure in the knowledge that my trusty little two-wheeler is tucked away here with me and ready to go...

"Hey Bicycle-Boy. Need A Ride?"

Sigh. Forgive me my friends. I have been simultaneously bit on the ass by the allure of travel and yet...never again will I let me Little Darlin' out of my sight. Not for long. And by not for long I mean in increments of time measured in minutes, not hours or days and for damn sure not for a week.

I am a cyclist. I am hindered and elevated by this fact; but never am I ashamed about it and from now on that is how it is gonna be.

It seems to be all that I am, and all that I have left.

Merry Christmas! Hug the one you're with and slam a grog of Nog for me! Stay out of the opium dens, ride your bicycles and hang tight! The End (of the Year) is Near!

Yer Ol' Buddy,

tj

"And to all a good night..."

Whispering Pines Trailer Park and Yuletide Bringings
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10 comments:

  1. Ride that bike brother and Merry Christmas to ya.

    RR

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  2. Hey TJ (and the rest of the family here)...MERRY CHRISTMAS! Just peeking in on a quiet Christmas day from down in Yuma (visiting my mom)...TJ, glad you survived your time with your son in LA...being on the road can be quite stressful...in my mind I see "Silent Night, Holy Night" as your life in Whispering Pines. I'm back on the road tomorrow headed back to Cali..then Thurs I"m off the Nevada (to visit my dad)...then New Years Eve day is a trip back to Ventura to see my 4-legged baby's Dr for a progress report...all in all will be about 2000 miles on the ol' Jetta road machine this holiday period. Time for a new timing belt early in 2013...she's almost to 200k miles already...sheesh.

    OK...gotta run...MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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  3. Volkswagens should be the only car on the road, Matt. Thanks for dropping by the Park.

    tj

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  4. Merry Christmas TJ and all of the best for the festive season. Here's hoping for many velo-miles. And I have to agree- VeeDubs are great cars- here's what we drive (when it's not disguised as a camper) http://www.nextcar.com.au/pl.i.vw.caddy.camper.blue.lr.r.00.640.JPG

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    1. My personal grail quest is for a diesel pickup, what was mostly called the rabbit pickup but I believe you know it as the caddy. I've given up on ever finding one of these for less than a gazillion dolars:

      http://comediansincarsgettingcoffee.com/michael-richards-its-bubbly-time-jerry/

      Thanks for dropping by the Park, Bloke, and have a great summer!

      tj

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  5. Hi TJ!
    I just got caught up on your exploits after being disconnected for a couple of days.
    Really good writing my friend. I know it had to wring a great deal out of you but for your readers, it was smashing. Thanks for giving it to us!
    I wish you a wonderful Christmas and an even better New Year.
    All my best, sir!

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    1. Thanks, Brian. I'm glad that series is behind me. I'm just gonna goof off for a while. Publish some stuff from the back burner and wait for inspiration.

      Happy holidays, my friend

      tj

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