I suppose this could be considered a Short Attention Span Theater post, but I’m not caffeinated enough to think about that.
Step One: The Bay Bridge is still standi–no, wait, I’ve used that joke before. Never mind.
Seriously, the Bay Bridge did take a step forward this week. The bike path between Yerba Buena Island and Oakland is now open seven days a week. That’s actually a very big step.
Mind you, it doesn’t help would-be bike commuters. The path is only open from 6 AM to 8 PM. Any techies planning to bike in for their usual seventy-two hour week are likely to hit the barrier in one direction or the other.
Well, actually, they’re going to discover that there’s still no connection between San Francisco and Yerba Buena Island, so unless they’ve got an amphibious bike, they’re only going to get halfway to work. Of course, if they do have one of those gadgets, they don’t need the bike path in the first place. Never mind.
It’s unclear to me whether there’s a plan to open the path at night, and according to the Metropolitan Transportation Commission, a bike path on the western span is at least a decade away. But a scenic ride that’s available seven days a week is a decided improvement over one that’s only open on weekends.
Step Two: I said Tuesday that I would be having signings outside of Seattle. I can now announce the second scheduled event.
On Sunday, July 16, I will be at Borderlands Books in San Francisco. I’ll talk for a while about Scott Joplin and ragtime music, do a Q&A session, and then sign books.
This is breaking news, folks. Borderlands doesn’t even have it on their website yet.
But if you can’t make it to Sedalia or Seattle, I’ll look forward to seeing you in San Francisco.
And who knows, maybe I can arrange a signing in a city that doesn’t start with an “S”.
Step Minus One: Have you heard that McDonald’s has invented a new eating utensil? You probably have, but if not, the inevitable commercial is here.
Yeah. The “frork”.
As one might expect, the Internet is up in arms about this. To the extent that there’s ever a consensus online, it seems to be that this is the stupidest idea ever.
Having waded through more dumb Kickstarter projects than I can count, I disagree.
Seriously. I just can’t get upset about the frork. Come on, folks, it’s an advertising gimmick. It’s served it’s purpose: getting people talking about McDonald’s.
It doesn’t look like a frork uses any more plastic than the usual fast food restaurant’s plastic fork/spork/spoon, so where’s the harm?
Mind you, it is–as McDonald’s admits–completely superfluous. Toppings that drip out of a fast food burger (or even a slow food burger, IMNSHO) are meant to be scooped up with and licked off of an index finger. Preferably your own–or your date’s*, but whatever floats your boat. Personally, I think fries should be eaten with the fingers as well, but I’m not dogmatic about it.
* But not in a Tom Lehrer/”I Hold Your Hand In Mine” kind of way, please. Even if you’re a zombie, that sort of behavior doesn’t qualify as proper restaurant manners.
So, yeah, not the end of civilization. Not even a serious attempt at bread and circuses.
May I be the first to say “What a frorking brilliant idea.” For ad purposes.
I still have that old Tom Lehrer vinyl album. I pilfered it from your Dad lo these many years. He still holds up (and he still lives), but commented that he doesn’t think that “The Old Dope Peddler” is funny anymore.
Good luck with the signings, Casey!
I’m sure your check from McD’s is on the way.
I’m pretty sure I’ve got the vinyl around as well. Definitely have the CDs. TODP does hit a bit close to home in many communities, doesn’t it?
What time is the Borderlands event? July is a busy month for us with my parents’ birthdays and our anniversary, but if it works out, we will try to come?
From 3 to 4.
Question: are you reading on a computer, mobile device, or by email?
On a computer by e-mail.
That would explain it. Email includes only the individual posts; web-based views have extras, like a calendar of upcoming events. (That’s a hint for others reading via email–and for me, I guess, to be better about publicizing things I don’t think about because they’re right in front of my face.)