June 24, 2010 — Last year I started a simple tradition: to take my birthday off from work and try to have some sort of adventure. Last year, I used the day to build a small trebuchet. This year, I took my first ever motorcycle day trip on my 1980 Honda CB650. At just 140 – Read More –
This week my wife and I attended w00tstock 2.3 here in Minneapolis. This show was staged by Paul and Storm, Wil Wheaton, and Adam Savage as part of a limited tour of nerdy goodness. It’s a difficult show to describe. One part music, one part spoken word, one part local flavor, 100 parts nerd. Aside – Read More –
I’ve got quite a few big things going on right now, but I’m pausing here to say thank you to everybody who reads me around the web, especially here on my blog. Thank you!
About 15 years ago, my dad built a 1/6th scale radio controlled flying model of Charles Lindbergh’s iconic Ryan NYP, better known as The Spirit of St. Louis. In the two years he spent constructing his 91″ replica, dad extensively researched Lindbergh’s life and seminal, 1927 New York-to-Paris flight. This research showed in the meticulous detail – Read More –
The week of Christmas, 2007, I learned an essential truth about myself. I am born with invention and discovery in my pedigree. I was sitting in my parents’ new house holding a small, silver alarm clock pitted with little dents and patina. Picture the stereotypical alarm clock — round face, stubby little peg feet, big – Read More –
Last night I did half of a rear brake job on my MINI. I wanted to do both sides, but decided I’d rather sleep. This was my first time doing rear brakes at all and I don’t yet own a factory service manual for my Cooper S. What makes it worth mentioning is that it – Read More –
I’ve had an uncommon cold for the better part of a week now. Fever, aches and olympic levels of snot. It’s been a little over two years since I’ve been this ill. This cold is passing, but two years ago was walking pneumonia. Nasty, nasty stuff. What makes it a story worth telling is the – Read More –
Let me begin by saying that I’m fine. The only reason I got an MRI was to rule out things my doctor was already pretty sure I didn’t have. My results came back completely clear. Aside from endlessly saying “It’s not a tumor” that part of the story is actually really boring. What I wanted – Read More –