On using the road, Part 1

Traffic once seemed to me a natural phenomenon—like the wind or the rain. Traffic simply was; it existed as a thing apart, a force we had no control over. Now I don’t mean the traffic that comes of accidents or construction—I mean the traffic that emerges out of nothing, out of the vehicles and the … Continue reading On using the road, Part 1 →

On 7 things from last week (9/25/23)

Wake-up songs. The documentary Good Night Oppy is fine—but my family did steal something awesome from it: wake-up songs. Many mornings, apparently, when “waking up” the rovers, the team at NASA would play a “wake up song.” Is there anything better than blasting AC/DC or Fleetwood Mac at 6:45 in the morning? (No.) Venus. Loved … Continue reading On 7 things from last week (9/25/23) →

On the pothole on my commute

I had a small moment of celebration driving home the other day. Driving north on Ward Road in the left lane, I crossed 64th Street and braced myself— Huh. I didn’t feel anything. This was odd because for the past two and a half years, there has been a nasty pothole right there. People who … Continue reading On the pothole on my commute →