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The Passage of a Few People Through a Rather Brief Moment in Time #268: A Trip to the Funny Farm

09.24.14

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
- disorientation
- reorientation
- pool halls
- bowling alleys
- dance parties
- karaoke
- imaginary histories
- scavenging for fun and sustenance
- more geocaching
- more oblique strategies
- more Oulipian constraints
- traffic median tea parties

Furthermore:
- 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!
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This week:

A Trip to the Funny Farm


It was definitely a farm; that much, at least, is true. Some even say that it was a funny farm, though it is
debatable just how funny it really was (is polio funny?). In spite of whatever funniness may have transpired
there, this farm was, on the whole, a sober and sedate (or at least a sobering and sedated) place, rumors to
the contrary* notwithstanding.

In any case, this is where our ride takes us tonight. It is a slightly longer ride than usual, and we will be leaving
on time. If you show up at 9:05, we will be gone, so please show up on time!

37 miles; flat; a long section that is not a road, but is nevertheless quite well-paved.

*there are, of course, those who say that it is a HAUNTED ABANDONED INSANE ASYLUM, though we would
not presume to fill your head with such nonsense.


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