For Every Action...

For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. I've learned that lesson very well. It was in school when I first learned the elementary meaning of the phrase when sitting, calculating away the physics of the world and space. I can still remember the classroom with the white block bricks and black-top tables. The teacher sitting at his front desk, too lazy to stand and walk around (or was gravity too strong for his great mass?). Why did physics have to jump into other areas of my life?

Last week I came to accepting another job. "Another job!? You can't be serious? Let's see how long this one lasts." Yes I found another job, and I believe this one will last. Everything was going great. My first day at Pools Press had just begun and I was on my way to a new career. I was printing, sorting, nipping, tucking, everything that a press would do. I couldn't have asked for anything better. Then the day was coming to a close. Workers were starting to pack up for home and I started to feel that feeling of accomplishment, of a work day done.

"Hey Marcus! Let's go on a delivery. Grab your bike and I'll just drop you off at home on our way back," says my boss.

"Okay, I'll meet you out back," says my mouth.

Nothing. The alley was bare, only rusty pipes, old road, and red brick walls on either side. The spot that I had chosen to lock my bike was naked. For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Imagine the equation looking something similar to this:
Good first day=bike being stolen

Strangely that very day Commute By Bike posted a list for the top cities with bike theft. If you want to read what it has to say click here to read. I would recommend a good read through. Other lists were provided such as top cities for commuting by bike. I would have to say that I love this blog and would recommend that if by chance anyone stumbles across this blog visit For other commuter blog fun, I would recommend going to to see what the boys at Dirt Rag are doing on the side. It's a great place for forum talk.

Now I know that not everything in life works out this way, I would be naive to think it did. Sometimes things never go right, sometimes things always go right. Stuff is stuff, and we can never hold on to it forever. Stuff gets stolen, falls apart, we die, etc. The important thing is to not place so much emphasis on the stuff that our life gets shadowed. Stuff is good. Being controlled by stuff is bad.

This blog was written while listening to nothing. Silence is a good thing to have from time to time.

An Ad of Uptmost Sincerity

This commercial speaks with honesty. My hope is that many will gather around to see this video. I encourage all viewers to laugh, to cry, to hold on to the person nearest. Then leave with one question, "why can't all commercial be this honest?"

May Was National Bike Month

January, February, March, April, then May, now June, next July. Days, months, and years keep passing with oppressive speed. Months float off into some black hole of time, never to return. To now join the ranks of lost time is the month of May. It flew by in a whirling dervish only to welcome another fast friend: June.

May was National Bike Month. A celebration of a machine that has to be one of the greatest inventions of man. I could certainly start to spout off trivial trivia that would embolden any lover of the bicycle. I refrain, however. To speak so highly of this machine would only prove to be redundant, as most who would read this know the greatness of bicycles. Celebrations across the country took place. From Pittsburgh to Chicago to San Diego, bikers were able to celebrate, and have a month to love. For us in Chicago-area, Bike The Drive took place on May 27th (a day of unadulterated access to Lake Shore Drive with no cars).

One week I do indeed love the most out of this month is a week that encourages, if not demands, an enthusiast to comply with its purpose (and thousands do). Commuters hit the road with banners flying high during Bike To Work week (May 14th-18th). If a month was not enough for bicyclists surely a week for commuters would be. A turn of events made my Bike To Work week sad indeed. Sad, sad, sad, oh so very sad. In this year of 2007, Bike To Work week arrived at my door and I had no work to which I could bike. I cry with clenched fists to the heavens, "Oh why?! Why must I watch others happily ride to work?" A passerby replies, "Because you have no job." How true.

May is gone. June is here. July is in the future. With all the uncertainties in this world, at the very least we know the order of our months. Things are looking up, too. I have had a couple of interviews this week and hopefully in 2008 I will welcome National Bike Month and Bike To Work week with a bike and work. Get up, go, and the next time you have the choice, choose to ride (or walk) not drive. Check out and

This blog was written while peacefully listening to Cast of Thousands by Elbow. Music by the Brits is oh so tasty. Go ahead, have a sample.