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 New sonic annoyance - a boy who lives towards the 
rear of the building opposite is trying to learn 
that weightless skateboard trick, where they jump 
up and the board follows along, like it's glued to 
their shoes. I don't know how they do it, and this 
kid hasn't figured it out yet either, even once he 
does, wotta racket. I think his mother limits him 
to this concrete apron between our two buildings, that 
shared driveway we all use to access our covered 
parking spaces.  What a pleasure riding my bike has become - went for 
several short rides - the sunny daytime air warm like 
springtime here. Completed the restoration by taping up 
the handlebars with black, covering the once-white 
beneath. New cloth tape feels great. The ride is now 
absolutely quiet and practically steady, much more so 
than what I've been used to. That's the trouble with that kind of 
erosion - it creeps up on you so slow you don't 
realize it's happening - you'll tolerate amazing 
things when they change slowly. My health right now 
is dubious; this cold is lingering with congestion 
but I did manage to run at the gym this morning. 
 Certain appliances are rebelling: 
The Technics discman won't play unless I keep its lid 
firmly shut. For a weight I use my bottle of Pachinko 
balls - quarter-inch steel spheres from the 
Japanese game parlors. There's always a few on the 
floor; I made a game of collecting a bunch.
The button on this new LED bike-light is on the 
fritz - I can only switch between steady and flashing; 
have to take it apart and pull batteries to switch 
it off.
The car's speedometer, blessedly quiet for weeks, 
even in the cold, is announcing its presence again. 
(Cold weather, speeds above 25, loud rasping noise)
 
 New Chris Ware at the comics shop, Acme #11. The bleak life of Jimmy 
Corrigan continues to fleshed out in intricate detail. Nothing else of 
interest on the newsstand for quite a while.... Just heard 
a public broadcasting thing of radio history. I thought Jack 
Benny had the distinction, but they said it was Amos & Andy who was 
most popular in the Golden Age. Said the black press of the day was evenly 
split in reaction: half loved it and the other half hated it. |