It’s been fairly scorching this previous week, and as I perceive it from studying Streetsblog that is due totally to the local weather change which might have been instantly undone if solely our governor hadn’t paused congestion pricing:
Not solely that, however as a result of warmth the governor made admission and parking free at state parks, which outraged the Streetsbloggers additional:
I understand that within the social media age it’s now not necessary to be constant, however what can I say? I’m old school, and I want they’d determine whether or not automotive possession is crippling us financially or it’s a backed free-for-all, as a result of they appear to inform me one or the opposite relying on no matter their agenda occurs to be for the time being:
I imply, I suppose driving to Jones Seaside from Manhattan and parking totally free is cheaper than taking public transit there, simply so long as you assume the automotive fell from the sky and prices nothing to personal and function–although to be honest this in all probability rings true to many urbanists, who’ve prepared no-strings-attached entry to their mother and father’ vehicles each time they want them.
And hey, I do know my harping on Streetsblog is tedious, however I actually resent them for consistently making arguments so specious that I discover myself defending all these asshole drivers, which actually is sort of a feat on their half. There are 1,000,000 issues flawed with vehicles and driving, however regardless of how “proper” you’re you begin to run the chance of shedding individuals when you begin merely making stuff up.
(Additionally, professional tip to Manhattanites: a round-trip to Rockaway by way of public transit prices underneath six bucks, and a motorbike trip is free. (Okay, that’s assuming the bike fell from the sky and prices nothing to personal and function, which rings true to semi-professional bike bloggers who get free Marinonis despatched to them. (And sure, that’s a parenthetical assertion within a parenthetical assertion, and this can be a parenthetical assertion within a parenthetical assertion within a parenthetical assertion, making this a veritable Russian doll of tedium.)))
As for me, I acquired loads of high quality bicycle-cycling on this previous weekend regardless of the warmth:
And whereas I’m usually famous for my avian images, so honed are my senses that even the fishes escape neither my peripheral imaginative and prescient nor my lens:
I noticed these while traversing the mighty Noticed Mill River by way of the bridge pictured above. On the danger of offending any Ichthyology Freds on the market, so far as I can inform they have to be carp, however I stand prepared and keen to be corrected. And when you’re at it, I’d additionally love to listen to from any of you pedantic sorts what the distinction is between a storm and a “storm occasion:”
If I needed to guess I’d say a storm occasion is only a storm for which you could buy tickets prematurely, however I admit I’m not a Meteorology Fred. Both that, or a storm is simply climate, however a storm occasion is one attributable to the cancellation of congestion pricing.
Regardless, from there I took to the filth for awhile:
And I used to be almost house once I incurred my very first puncture on a tire that has confirmed so profoundly sturdy over the previous 4 years that I had simply assumed by now that they have to be flat-proof:
Alas, into each tire a small sliver of steel should protrude, and the puncture was so tiny I elected to patch it as a substitute of deploying the spare tube:
In all it was solely a minor inconvenience; however, I blame Kathy Hochul totally for my flat tire occasion.
