a nurd, mechanic, tourist, organizer, & perpetual civic servent.
my wild brooklyn couchsurfing rumpus walk
-= Schedule of the day =-
13h00 – Meet at City Hall Park, Manhattan
13h15 – Depart to cross Brooklyn Bridge
14h00ish – Landing on Brooklyn side of the bridge & tour of DUMBO
15h00ish – Depart for Williamsburg/Greenpoint
15h30ish – Arrive in Williamsburg for coffee and tour Bedford Ave.
16h00ish – Head to the waterfront to watch sunset over Manhattan
17h00ish – Dinner
19h00ish – Bowling or Bar Hopping till late…
“i’m on a tandem fixie!” – sweetbaj0nes! is that what happens when you convert to a mAc?
Copenhagen was much worse than just another bad deal, because it illustrated a profound shift in global geopolitics. This is fast becoming China’s century, yet its leadership has displayed that multilateral environmental governance is not only not a priority, but is viewed as a hindrance to the new superpower’s freedom of action.
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At Cities, Bicycles, and the Future of Getting Around, a panel discussion last week sponsored by the Brookings Institution, Congressman Earl Blumenauer posed what he called the “universalist bicycle mantra”: “How many people, right at this moment, are stuck in traffic on their way to ride a stationary bicycle in a health club?”
A first picture out of New York City of Snowpocalypse 2009.
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who the frack brings a gun to a snowball fight?
f’ing brilliant!
“You got an iphone, well i got one two. Turn your bump on and let me bump you”
You can’t pay for this kind of press. (via giantrobotlasers)
We could end up with youngsters paying full fare on the trains because motorists were spared paying a toll to cross the same span. The observant kids will note that most of the motor vehicles are private cars occupied by one person. PERHAPS THE KIDS will be able to take some comfort in sailing past motorists sitting in bumper-to-bumper traffic, as the motorists were as I rode the J train over the Williamsburg Bridge yesterday. I got off at the first stop in Manhattan. I reached the street in plenty of time to watch cars I had seen stuck on the bridge roll into Shelly World toll free, spewing pollution and doing their bit to keep us dependent on foreign oil.
