Roundtrip


Clambering up and down a muddy hillside was what we wanted to avoid, so this trail was ideal: a completely paved path along a level shoreline. We doubled back at the 2-mile mark to get just enough exercise.


Clambering up and down a muddy hillside was what we wanted to avoid, so this trail was ideal: a completely paved path along a level shoreline. We doubled back at the 2-mile mark to get just enough exercise.

Rejoice in the blessings of nature, including electricity.l

Today I would have been riding this LiveWire electric motorcycle (100 hp) if it hadn’t been raining cats & dogs. Rescheduled for Tuesday. (That’s my 35 hp KLR650 in the background.)


Scientific man does not aim at an immediate result. He does not expect that his advanced ideas will be readily taken up. His work is like that of the planter for the future, to lay the foundation for those who are to come, and point the way.
-Nikola Tesla
Never had an idea in my life. I’ve got no imagination. My so-called inventions already existed in the environment. I took them out. I’ve created nothing. Nobody does. Genius hangs around the laboratory day & night; if anything happens, he’s there to catch it.
-Thomas Edison

After he got up I asked how he was feeling. “Terrible,” he said, “hurt my wrist.” Then he ran up to the car which had pulled aside a few feet ahead on Curtner.
I was ambivalent about getting more involved because, although the driver was at fault, it was the bicyclist who ran into the car.

Tree of life on Earth is in the forest of our Milky Way, one of many large forests in the Universe. Volumes of Fruit are ripening.
@130story

Think of some definite object – suppose, as you sat down to it this morning, it is your breakfast-table. Consider carefully the picture that rises in your mind’s eye. Is the image dim, or clear? Are the colors of whatever may have been on the table, quite distinct & natural?

Americans, we have much to be grateful for. We have freedom, and freedom is everything.
Pete Campbell, San Jose
Loved ones we call the dead depart from us and for a while are absent. And then as if called back by our love, they come near us again. They enter our dreams. We feel they have been near us when we have not thought of them. They are simply here, simply waiting while we are distracted among our obligations. At last it comes to us: They live now in the permanent world. We are the absent ones.
Wendell Berry, The New Yorker, NOV 24, 2025

Both worked their entire lives in the steel mills. Andy was one of the very last relics of the Rust Belt. All the electricity, some at 13,800 volts, passed through his control room. This drawing above is his diagram of the main switches.
archaic : think
obsolete : believe