A Sense of Doubt blog post #3649 - Reprint of Hey Mom #209 - Things I miss - Biking to class and Assorted

A Sense of Doubt blog post #3649 - Reprint of Hey Mom #209 - Things I miss - Biking to class and Assorted

Still in low power mode with reprints.

When I searched for yesterday's, I also found this one, and I decided I wanted to share again.

I miss biking to school.

I used to live a mile from my class rooms both as a student and a teacher. A little farther to the engineering building, but not much farther.

I am a little over 12 miles from school now. I used to ride 12 miles all the time. The longest lake ride was almost 20 miles. The typical bike path ride was eight miles, though I could ride around more and stretch to 10 or more.

Problem here is that the straight shot to ride those 12 miles is up the I5, and there's laws against riding along the shoulder of the Interstate highway.

To stay off the I5 would be 12.6 miles instead of 12.3 miles but up and down HUGE hills as well as another highway that I would have to find a way around and still use bridges.

It's possible, but the hills would kill me. I know, I know, lower gears. But that's still a lot of pedaling, and you still feel the ascent. It's rough.

However, some of what is seen in the other photographs still exists. I have the bookcase, but it's not the main to read bookcase anymore. It was relegated to the garage library. The night stand next to the bed is set up much the same and still has stacks of comics in the lower portion.

I do not keep stacks of comic boxes in the bed room anymore. Well, there's ONE.

In February of 2016, we had not yet made the decision to move.

Next reprint should be from 2017, by which point we had decided to move or were about to decide.

Thanks for tuning in.



Link to the original post I am reprinting below:

Monday, February 1, 2016

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #209 - I Biked to Class Today & Assorted

LOW POWER MODE: I sometimes put the blog in what I call LOW POWER MODE. If you see this note, the blog is operating like a sleeping computer, maintaining static memory, but making no new computations. If I am in low power mode, it's because I do not have time to do much that's inventive, original, or even substantive on the blog. This means I am posting straight shares, limited content posts, reprints, often something qualifying for the THAT ONE THING category and other easy to make posts to keep me daily. That's the deal. Thanks for reading.





Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #209 - I Biked to Class Today & Assorted

Hi Mom,

So, at the time I snapped this photo (above), my bike was the only one chained up, but when I came out of the class room building, there was a second bike, and when I rode to Sangren, there were MANY bikes, but I suspect that several of these bikes belong to people who have left them chained in place for weeks or months and may not represent today's actual riders.

I am very out of shape. This two mile ride (one mile each way) really took it out of me.

It's currently 40 degrees and partially sunny outside. The snow and ice have almost melted, except for the largest snow piles. Temperatures approached 50 degrees yesterday. Cold weather will return later this week with lows in the 20s at night, but the winter is relatively mild so far. I am not sure this is the right thing for people as they think Spring is here and it's just he first day of February.

This is not going to be super exciting stuff. This entry will not feature thoughtful insights on gender, slash fiction, or OCD. But it is very much like our actual conversations, Mom.

Yes, this is cleaned up, Dammit!
there was another two rows of boxes and stacks of comics
IN FRONT of the book shelf

I didn't have an entry planned today, and I have some time before class to write, and so I thought I would work on an entry that mirrors most of our actual conversations.

Prepare for a series of random statements that are about what's been happening, what I have been eating (among your favorite subjects), how I am, what I am doing, what I am going to do, and stuff like that. I may even add some pictures.

For instance, I had something in mind for yesterday's entry as it fit well with obsessing, but I forgot to add it. Seems wise to add it here.

Comics going to the basement

I sorted and cleared away comics that had piled up in the bedroom. I did not take a before picture to go with these after pictures, so the impact is lost on everyone who did not see the bed room before.

I have been slamming through work. I had to stop yesterday as I had worked too much. I am still trying to figure out how to organize my week for maximum productivity.

Saturday night I was so exhausted I was asleep before 9 p.m. This may happen again tonight, though I am not quite as exhausted.

Liesel and I went to breakfast yesterday (Sunday) at Cosmos. I had a farmer's scramble with tomato and onion and mozzarella cheese as well as cinnamon and raisin toast.

I played D&D yesterday (Pathfinder actually but most people do not know the difference) with some friends and we had homemade pizzas by my friend Randall who may open his own pizza business. Really good stuff.

Liesel and I went to Food Dance for dinner Friday night and had the special dinner for Restaurant week. First up was a cocktail flight, which included small portions of sangria, a garden shrub cocktail with beets and gin, an old fashioned, and a ginger beer to cleanse the palate in between drinks. Then we supped on bruschetta, an endive salad (with a drizzle of vinaigrette so light that we did not notice it at all), and a salmon with a dill creme sauce. Very delicious food.


Though I am not reading The Disappearing Floor, it is my all time favorite Hardy Boys book.

I tried to get Liesel hooked on Lost, so far it's uncertain as to whether I succeeded.

Dad and I are going to a production of Streetcar Named Desire Friday night as I have to review it.

I am reading The Girl With All the Gifts  by Mike Carey as my audio book, and Personal by Lee Child for nightly traditional reading, a book I borrowed from Dad. I read comic books, too, so "nightly" reading of an actual book is not accurate. For instance, last night I read Warren Ellis' weekly newsletter, one comic book (current issue of Daredevil), and one chapter of Personal as well as a few web sites about binary trees in Java but only briefly with that content.

This is where I stopped when I had to go to class.

Dinner was waiting for me: reuben sandwiches, pasta in tomato sauce, cucumber salad. I am very privileged. I was just telling my students that my wife is awesome because she is.

I did the first part of the gender spiel today: sexual identity, LBGT, the book Sex on the Brain.

I have to get back to work.

I will leave you with a comic. More tomorrow, Mom.

And from XKCD

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Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.
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- New note - On 1807.06, I ceased daily transmission of my Hey Mom feature after three years of daily conversations. I post Hey Mom blog entries on special occasions. I post the days since ("Days Ago") count on my blog each day, and now I have a second count for Days since my Dad died on August 28, 2024. I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of Mom's death, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of her death and sometimes 13:40 EDT for the time of Dad's death. The blog entry numbering in the title has changed to reflect total Sense of Doubt posts since I began the blog on 0705.04, which include Hey Mom posts, Daily Bowie posts, and Sense of Doubt posts. Hey Mom posts will still be numbered sequentially. New Hey Mom posts will use the same format as all the other Hey Mom posts; all other posts will feature this format seen here.

A Sense of Doubt blog post #1293 - Systemic challenges in dealing with climate change AND GOOGLE - SENTIERS 47

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A Sense of Doubt blog post #1293 - Systemic challenges in dealing with climate change AND GOOGLE -  - SENTIERS 47

I pay dearly when I take time off. Sunday, Liesel and I went to Ape Cave and Lava Canyon around Mt. St. Helens, though I put in a half day of work first. Yesterday, to circumvent the Labor Day madness, we went to Cannon Beach, and I only managed a bit of work before and after. Thus, I am extra slammed today and scrambling to catch up before I have to leave for Portland to teach at Concordia and then sit in traffic for (I hope) only thirty minutes.

This most recent issue of Patrick Tanguay's SENTIERS caught my eye, mainly for the skim reading article that will relate to what three of my classes are doing with GOOGLE and Nicholas Carr's now famous article "Is Google Making us Stupid?"

I recommend subscribing to Tanguay's most excellent newsletter. Details at the end. I added the visuals below (not the one above).

Sentiers No.47

There was an issue with delivery of the newsletter to some of you because of a “feature” of Gmail. From now on I’ll make sure to stay below that limit but it also means I had to rollback some of the styling. Second, in two days is the one year anniversary (!!) of sending these things. Here’s the archive of No.1, if you’d like a look. No celebration today but I’m thinking of producing some kind of best of, possibly even printed with Newspaper Club, just because I’ve wanted to try it out for years.

Scientists Warn the UN of Capitalism’s Imminent Demise

Finnish biophysicists delivered a report to the UN, basically confirming what anyone paying close attention knows; that we are living at an unsustainable pace, that we need to account for “externalities,” that the extreme flavour of capitalism we are organized around is destroying everything and ill-equipped to address the changes we need to make.

Case in point, just this week, the French minister of the ecological and solidarity transition, Nicolas Hulot, quit the job without warning, saying he couldn’t lie to himself and the public anymore [fr], and that he didn’t want the small steps and his presence to make us think that France is making significant progress. Even though they are doing more than most, it is still insufficient. The gist of his argument (I’m heavily paraphrasing) is that a minister can’t do it alone, every department as well as civil society needs to collaborate and get behind the massive transition we need. Instead, he saw a government adjusting buttons and levers in the right direction, but we actually have to make much more radical changes. I’m a bit haunted by that interview to be honest, it’s not a very hopeful outlook.

Key areas to achieve this include transport, food, and construction. City planning needs to adapt to the promotion of walking and biking, a shift toward public transport, as well as the electrification of transport. Homes and workplaces will become more connected and localised. Meanwhile, international freight transport and aviation cannot continue to grow at current rates.

As with transport, the global food system will need to be overhauled. Climate change and oil-intensive agriculture have unearthed the dangers of countries becoming dependent on food imports from a few main production areas. A shift toward food self-sufficiency across both poorer and richer countries will be essential. And ultimately, dairy and meat should make way for largely plant-based diets.

We’re mistreating our brains

Not directly related but these two are in a continuum of effects we are studying about our bodies and brains, the ways we are changing and depleting them.

Skim reading is the new normal. The effect on society is profound

Rounding up a few different studies, all showing that our intermittent, often screen based, reading is changing the way our brains develop and operate, hindering our ability to memorize as well as our “critical analysis and the generation of insight.”

The neuronal circuit that underlies the brain’s ability to read is subtly, rapidly changing - a change with implications for everyone from the pre-reading toddler to the expert adult. […]

We should be less concerned with students’ “cognitive impatience,” however, than by what may underlie it: the potential inability of large numbers of students to read with a level of critical analysis sufficient to comprehend the complexity of thought and argument found in more demanding texts, whether in literature and science in college, or in wills, contracts and the deliberately confusing public referendum questions citizens encounter in the voting booth. […]

The subtle atrophy of critical analysis and empathy affects us all. It affects our ability to navigate a constant bombardment of information. It incentivizes a retreat to the most familiar silos of unchecked information, which require and receive no analysis, leaving us susceptible to false information and demagoguery.

Air pollution causes ‘huge’ reduction in intelligence, study reveals

Title kind of says it all really. Also links to the capitalism vs climate vs destruction of the world article above.

“The research was conducted in China but is relevant across the world, with 95% of the global population breathing unsafe air. It found that high pollution levels led to significant drops in test scores in language and arithmetic, with the average impact equivalent to having lost a year of the person’s education.”

And from a few issues back, I’ll mention The Cognition Crisis again, which is worth a read.

✕ Tech

Bitcoin shows the scale of change needed to stop the climate crisis

Dont skip over this one because of bitcoin, although it does start with exposing the energy and environmental crazyness of the process of coin creation, it then uses it as an example of the systemic ways in which “digital technology” is causing problems and how we need to consider the impacts within the current climate crisis.

In an era of accelerating climate crisis, driven primarily by carbon emissions, it is a technological innovation of violence towards current and future generations. […]

Computation, whether used for cryptocurrency mining or performing the calculations that make our smartphones tick over, is not a magic, weightless act. It is a thermodynamic process. […]

[W]e should examine what hierarchies of power technologies sustain or amplify and recognise how they and they wider technical systems they constitute intimately pattern and structure our lives. […]

If technologies are systems embedded in wider social, economic and natural systems, we can and should seek to more actively shape their development and use through politics.

Uber’s Bundles

Uber “plans to focus more on its electric scooter and bike business” (BBC), Ben Thompson explains some of the thinking around that decision, how it works according to his bundling theory and how Lyft, Google, and self-driving fit in that picture.

During rush hour, it is very inefficient for a one-tonne hulk of metal to take one person 10 blocks…We’re able to shape behaviour in a way that’s a win for the user. It’s a win for the city. Short-term financially, maybe it’s not a win for us, but strategically long term we think that is exactly where we want to head. […]

With Uber that is easy: just pick up riders (Uber drivers can drive for just Uber, just Uber Eats, or both). In other words, Uber has more and more ways to monopolize a driver’s time, to the driver’s benefit personally and Uber’s benefit competitively. […]

That makes Uber uniquely suited to bundle self-driving car service with traditional Uber car service, as well as all of the other transportation services it plans to offer to consumers. This “bundle” will allow self-driving technology to come-to-market gradually when and where it makes sense, while still giving riders the confidence they can get from anywhere to anywhere.

• “The Verge is publishing an interim edition of Sarah Jeong’s The Internet of Garbage, a book she first published in 2015 that has since gone out of print.” You can read and download various formats here.
• Still in the “to read” pile but some great people are doing important work at ThingsCon, they released Report: The State of Responsible IoT.
• Teaching the Google Assistant to be Multilingual.
• Norway’s plan for a fleet of electric planes.

✕ Milieu

California advances an ambitious climate policy that should be a model

Good news and great progress but, as we see in the first featured articles above, this is adjusting our current model, not bringing a radical rethinking.

Notably, however, California regulators have said the state’s major utilities could reach that milestone as early as 2020, underscoring the rapid pace at which the energy transformation has unfolded since the state first put its renewable standards in place in 2002. […]

“The amount of effort to achieve the last 20 percent might well be as much as it took the reach the first 80.”

How the Dutch created a casual biking culture

Nice interview about a new book on Dutch bike culture and how it can be applied elsewhere. Two bits that drew my attention that “students around grade four or five, in the 10 and 11 age range, start taking cycling skills courses.” (And exams.) And the quote below about two types of people on bikes. In Montréal, the “wielrenners” (sporty cyclists) are definitely an issue, where people see their commute as their gym time, not as just getting around. People discovering or rediscovering biking and still unsure on two wheels are also an issue but more understandable in my opinion.

The Dutch have wielrenners, or “wheel runners” — the sporty cyclists — and they have a fietser, which is just “someone on a bike.” When you talk to somebody in the Netherlands about what makes biking so special, most of them will say, “What are you even talking about? It’s no different than when I get on the train or go for a walk.” You’re no more a cyclist than you are a pedestrian or a driver or a public transit user. […]

But the Dutch show that [for them], safety in infrastructure, safety in slowing cars, and safety in numbers are all far more important than safety in body armor.

• Excellent (and frightening) visualization of “temperature anomalies by country for the last 140 years.”
• The Melting Arctic Is a Horror Story — Why Doesn’t Anyone Care?
• Very detailed and quite interesting look at Constantinе Konovalov’s pet project of redesigning the Paris Metro map.

✕ Miscellany

Deep Swamp

File this project by Tega Brain (what a name!!) in the soft brain-explosion file.

Deep Swamp is a triptych of semi-inundated environments that gather together wetland life forms and artificially intelligent software agents. The agents, Nicholas, Hans and Harrison, patiently watch their swampy territories and modify the conditions in them. Every few minutes they adjust the light, water flow, fog and nutrients, to try to engineer their environments for different goals. Harrison aims for a natural looking wetland, Hans is trying to produce a work of art and Nicholas simply wants attention. Using a deep learning approach, each software has learnt what their goal might look like, by parsing thousands of tagged and categorized images downloaded from online collections. Over and over they try new combinations of settings, photograph themselves and then choose permeations that bring them closer to their programmatic desires.

• A great archive of “88 extensive profiles of women of great renown and distinction, as featured in issues n°s 1 to 17” of The Gentlewoman. (Via Flavie Halais)
•  Another free archive, this one of classic books by The MIT Press.
•  NASA published this visualization of sunrises and sunsets on the Moon set to the strains of Claude Debussy’s most famous work, Clair de Lune.
• I've only browsed through this appreciation and brief history of generative art but looks interesting with lots of examples, connects to my appreciation of AI as a medium in the last issue. (Via Kottke.)

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Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #395 - Friday Bike Ride 1608.05

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #395 - Friday Bike Ride 1608.05

Hi Mom,

I took my weekly bike ride today. I only logged sixteen miles rather than twenty because I am not in the kind of shape I want to be, and I wanted to make sure I got Satchel before the half day expired.

Still, I was happy to be able to get on the trail as I cancelled my tutoring appointment to help Ivan get car registration and go fetch his car. Then rain clouds seemed to hover, but as I made my way to the trail, the skies cleared. Good ride, though slow at times, and I put away about three hours total audio book time in the day with about two of it on the trail.

I have to hold these memories close to get me through the winter.

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Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you.

I miss you so very much, Mom.

Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.

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NOTE on time: When I post late, I had been posting at 7:10 a.m. because Google is on Pacific Time, and so this is really 10:10 EDT. However, it still shows up on the blog in Pacific time. So, I am going to start posting at 10:10 a.m. Pacific time, intending this to be 10:10 Eastern time. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom. But I am not going back and changing all the 7:10 a.m. times. But I will run this note for a while. Mom, you know that I am posting at 10:10 a.m. often because this is the time of your death.

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #375 - Assorted pictures and Randomness from July 2016

Me at KUDL costume night

Dressed as Ewok 1607.11

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #375 - Assorted pictures and Randomness from July 2016

Hi Mom, Today is dedicated to the photo album thing, the fruits of my accumulation back through the last week of June, even though I just put July in the title of the blog entry.

More of our show and tell. Here's Some photos.









PHOTOS FROM TIGERS GAME 1606.29

TRIED to get a good picture of this sign:
"I'm 90 and still love my Tigers."

Happy to be at a Tigers game - Thanks Matt Frayer
Hi PAWS.

Not a great shot but just to give an idea of our seats

Biked 10th street Trail Head to Kendall Friday 1607.15
just under two hours = 19.2 miles

Just an okay video... a little pixelated.

Preparing to go on the bike ride

a rest stop

Farmer's Market produce and meat haul from Saturday 1607.16

Food looks so good in close up

Liesel's new tattoo

we tried and failed to see Ivan's show at Louie's

"Don't leave me Dad," says Satchel on the morning of
July 4th 2016 before my 35 mile bike ride

Satchel and Vespers 1606.09

via Liesel 1607.17

Satchel discovers she can fit under the bed again
for the first time in years - 1606.29
Her has lost weight!

Jake Girolami picked up Satchel from camp 1606.29

Satchel hiding from fireworks 1607.02

Satchel napping, morning of 1607.04

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Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you.

I miss you so very much, Mom.

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- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1607.16 - 10:10

NOTE on time: When I post late, I had been posting at 7:10 a.m. because Google is on Pacific Time, and so this is really 10:10 EDT. However, it still shows up on the blog in Pacific time. So, I am going to start posting at 10:10 a.m. Pacific time, intending this to be 10:10 Eastern time. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom. But I am not going back and changing all the 7:10 a.m. times. But I will run this note for a while. Mom, you know that I am posting at 10:10 a.m. often because this is the time of your death.

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #363 - Memorial Therapy part four - Bike Ride

July 4th 2016 - 10:10 a.m.

Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #363 - Memorial Therapy part four - Bike Ride

Hi Mom, So here we are. One year ago today. Even though I am writing this after the fact, at 10:10 a.m. the moment of  your death, I stopped my bike ride, took some pictures and remembered you.

I have an alarm on my phone set for 10:10 a.m. every day. It's not that a day would go by when I did not think of you. But the alarm helps me to remember to acknowledge that specific moment. And I do. Every day.

So, as I have been sharing in the last few blog entries, I set myself a series of fun things to do in these days leading up to today, including today. If Liesel had been here, the time would have been very different and filled with different sorts of activities. I miss Liesel, but I am also happy with the choices I made for how I am dealing with the one year anniversary of your death, Mom.

So, for the fourth day of this extended time off from work and coping mechanism of what I have called Memorial Therapy, I asked Liesel's step mom, Sue Creager, to ride the Kal-Haven trail with me from Kalamazoo to South Haven, which is about 35 miles. We had done this two years ago, also, but now Sue is 70 years old, so this is an achievement for her as well. Though Sue is in much better biking shape than I am. She rides all the time, so she was fine.

Though I had not consciously considered the symbolic nature of riding a path through nature, obviously my unconscious mind did.

You were not a big nature person, Mom. You liked nature, but only when it did not mess up your hair or interfere with how you were put together. So, like my other things, I chose to do this for me, because it's what I like to do, not because it is something you would have done.

I feel very close to you around trees and sky and sun. You murmur to me in forest however small it may be. I feel a strong connection to you there.

And so the road. This picture above and left is not from 10:10 a.m. but I like the bridge.

I also took a video (below).


I am moving on, Mom. I have to. Life made me move on. It did not stop for me. I had to keep aloft in its current. I have moved on, I am moving, I am riding off into the woods and the next and to the next stop to look both ways before crossing into the next section of trail.

And you are with me. I carry you with me. You are a voice in my heart, in my head, through my soul. I feel our love for each other very strongly every day in different places and for different reasons, but it's there, and it never goes away.

Though I will never forget you, though I will never stop missing you, though a day will never go by when I do not think of you, I go on. I keep pedaling. I ride ahead.

I stopped at 10:10 a.m. in memory of you, Mom.

It was very bright behind us.

July 4th 2016 - 10:10 a.m.

July 4th 2016 - 10:10 a.m.

The Kal-Haven trail is beautiful.
It was the perfect thing for me to do on this day.
Thanks to Sue Creager for being my riding partner.

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Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you.

I miss you so very much, Mom.

Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.

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- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1607.04 - 10;10

NOTE on time: When I post late, I had been posting at 7:10 a.m. because Google is on Pacific Time, and so this is really 10:10 EDT. However, it still shows up on the blog in Pacific time. So, I am going to start posting at 10:10 a.m. Pacific time, intending this to be 10:10 Eastern time. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom. But I am not going back and changing all the 7:10 a.m. times. But I will run this note for a while. Mom, you know that I am posting at 10:10 a.m. often because this is the time of your death.