Archive for December, 2008

The End of the Narrative / War and Peace: The Blog Post / Crown to the Crucible Complete / 2006-2009


(short version)

The end of Shoes On Powerlines is here! I had originally started this blog when I was at the University of Oregon. After deleting all those posts and starting anew in Los Angeles, I have posted on this every week or so for almost 3 years!

Looking back at some of the old posts, I basically talk about the same stuff I talk about now. Guided by Voices, scooters, motorcycles. I can remember writing a lot of that stuff in my old apartment in Santa Monica. Different smells, different times.

I will be 29 in a few months. Yikes! This blog has been so much fun, but it is time to move on. I’ve grown more and more disenchanted with the whole “social” aspect of the internet. In short, I think it is sort of bullshit. “I’m going to myspace your twitter account because I posted a facebook comment talking about that flickr photo you took, let’s blog about it!” The usefulness of the internet is getting diluted because most people use it to tell others what kind of sandwich they ate for lunch. Or blog about Robert Pollard and motorcycles. I’m not exempt! It is just something I no longer understand or enjoy.

So I had a lot of fun writing and listening to comments, etc! And this isn’t the end of me blogging, but it is the end of the narrative I started back in 2006. When the new one starts, so will my writing! Check in every few months. When the new one starts, I don’t know if I could think of a catchier name than Shoes on Powerlines.

(end of short version. long version after the jump)



December 19, 2008 at 11:50 am 35 comments

See you in 2009… maybe

“Internet is dead.”

“Oh, that’s very fascinating to me.”

December 15, 2008 at 1:36 pm 8 comments

R.I.P. Bettie Page

A real woman!

Rest in peace, Bettie Page!!!

December 11, 2008 at 10:41 pm 2 comments

gardening at night just never works

Only about 2 weeks until the winter solstice, after which the days will start to get longer and longer! This is great because lately I’ve been leaving work and driving home in the dark.

There is something comforting riding my motorcycle in the dark… everyone seems to drive a little slower and at a relaxing pace (at least up the beach). I do miss getting to see the sun sink below the surf on my way home. Maybe I’ll just leave work earlier.

However comforting the dark can be, I miss longer days. I can’t wait for them to inch back toward those long summer evenings. Winter feels half over and even as the temperatures hover around 70 during the day, they have been much colder at night. I’m breaking out my winter gloves tonight and cleaning up my visor because cold air makes my eyes water.

I’m extremely excited for my trip to the great NW coming in just a few weeks.

December 9, 2008 at 4:29 pm 7 comments

Motorcycle Safety PSA #1

When driving your motorcycle, never transport bottles of red wine in your backpack. If you are unlucky enough to get into an accident, you could break the bottles causing red wine to spill out of your back.

One of following then might occur:

1. Rescuers focus on your back, thinking that all the blood must be coming from there.

2. They will smell the red wine and think you must have been drunk, thus you might receive a DUI!

3. Bums will wander over and attack your backpack for any wine remnants. 

4. The attractive nurse at the hospital will look at your wine choice with disdain.

Please remember to only transport white wine on a motorcycle. If you absolutely have to transport red wine on a motorcycle, pack fine, soft cheeses and fruits around the bottle to cushion against any possible blow. Also, enjoy these fine cheeses when you arrive at your destination.

For Your Health!

December 7, 2008 at 2:30 pm 2 comments

Best songs that contain the word “hologram”

I could only think of two:

T-Bone Burnett – Quicksand

“That ghost is just a hologram”


Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros – Ramshackle Day Parade

“Holograms holding 44’s”

December 5, 2008 at 11:51 am 2 comments

Branding things to death: Ducati

There is an interesting article over at Hell for Leather Magazine about the recent rebranding of Ducati’s famously sparse logo into something a little more… lame. This along with other stupid crossovers really dilute a once quality brand. My favorite part of the article is the not so subtle jab at famously shitty American motorcycle maker Harley Davidson.

Can we get a quality American made motorcycle, please? And Buell doesn’t count. Neither does an Indian relaunch. Moving on…

It’s a pleasantly snarky article that really addresses the fact that the best motorcycle companies focus on one thing: the motorcycles. When a brand starts throwing itself on ballpoint pens and yo-yos for the kids, then it loses its edge as a high-end product.

The Ducati has lately been the go-to bike for guys (usually in there late 20’s and early 30’s) who all the sudden have the money and decide they want a Motorcycle (capitalized on purpose). These guys go and drop 10 large on a Monster and wreck it 2 months later. I see Ducatis peppered all over the streets of Los Angeles, and I feel like this surge of popularity has ballooned Ducati out of the high-end sportbike arena into the unforunate “league of status symbols for the well-to-do young adult crowd,” which includes such things as BMW convertables, home theater systems, and 500 dollar jeans.

Ducati – scale back. Stick to your motorcycles. And keep the damn red circle with the slash.

At least there is always Moto Guzzi.

And old Hondas.

December 4, 2008 at 1:46 pm 6 comments

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