Deep Ellum, Texas
“Everybody acts out a myth, but very few people know what their myth is. And you should know what your myth is because it might be a tragedy and maybe you dont want it to be.”
Almost every important thought – definitely every decision I make – takes the form of a conversation. I’ve been paying attention – this is really true. But if it is a conversation, which person is me?
And if I can figure that out – who is the other guy?
Bicycle Lanes on the Jefferson Viaduct from Oak Cliff into downtown, Dallas.
Bike Texas group on the bridge, with the Dallas skyline in the background.
Bike tour group in front of the Belmont Hotel murals.
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Dallashenge from the triple underpass in Dealey Plaza.
I have always been interested in places that are aligned with the rising and setting sun at certain times of the years – such as Dallashenge. Here’s one I didn’t know about.
Reflecting Pool, Arts District, Dallas, Texas
I remember when Photon opened (1984) in a little industrial park on Northwest Highway at Shiloh – it was an amazing thing, given the technology of the day. The playing field was cool – darkened structures, fog machines, custom music. We used to get groups to go play – it was a blast. We would go play a few games then come back to my place and sit in the hot tub. I gave up on it when some obsessed kids became so skilled from playing every day it ruined the experience for everybody else.
I bought some of these – the broccoli and asparagus in the lower right.
One vendor features tomatoes. The back of his slot is filled with pallets of tomatoes. Lots and lots of tomatoes.