The Passage of a Few People Through a Rather Brief Moment in Time #262: Sidetracked
One or more persons during a certain period drop their usual motives for movement and action, their relations,
their work and leisure activities, and let themselves be drawn by the attractions of the terrain and the
encounters they find there.
It's a bike ride.
Started by user nathansnider and user theroyalacademy.
It meets every Wednesday at 8:30pm at California Donuts #21.
We ride at 9pm.
We'll endeavor to return before the last red line trains (around midnight).
On the sixth year of this bike ride, you might expect:
- more inconvenient passageways
- more full moon picnics
- perhaps more "cover" versions of other people's rides, performed with amateurish enthusiasm
- certainly more amateurish enthusiasm
- pool halls
- bowling alleys
- dance parties
- imaginary histories
- scavenging for fun and sustenance
- more geocaching
- more oblique strategies
- more Oulipian constraints
- traffic median tea parties
- A medium pace (maybe not for beginners; certainly not a hustle)
- We're not in a rush; we don't need to run every light.
- Maybe some distance;maybe some hills
- Victory donuts!
One should not too easily forget one's purpose, they tell us. Well, actually, we cannot recall anyone specifically
telling us that, in those words, but the sentiment is surely there... or somewhere, anyway. Some "they" has at
some point expressed a thought to some "us" that was not too different from the idea that... well, what were we
going on about here?
Ah, yes, one's purpose, and the importance thereof. And the not forgetting. And, well, the point, the point here
we suppose, is that while of course we appreciate the value of keeping one's eyes on the prize, nose to the
grindstone et cetera, occasionally, one's attention wanders. So this week, we find ourselves sidetracked. We
may end up in the same place we would have gone otherwise (the donut shop, as always), but it will be due not
so much to the inevitability of our intentions as to the completely avoidable distractions along the way.
30 miles, about 1.5 of which may be off-road; all pretty flat, in any case.
Talk, talk, talk...
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The hacienda must be built.