The Joy Of Tethering

My brand new drive train broke when riding my bicycle over to Whole Foods this morning. So I am in the bike shop now with my new detachable touchpad. It takes about one minute to boot and get connected.

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25 Responses to The Joy Of Tethering

  1. Stephen Richards says:

    Give hopeless a call. Perhaps she’ll come over on her bike and interview you there. 🙂

  2. Warren D. Walker says:

    Use more hydrocarbons on the chain and derailleurs.

  3. omanuel says:

    Technology can benefit mankind, as it did in this case, or it can be used to enslave mankind, as frightened world leaders tried to do after WWII.

    • omanuel says:

      Nuclear energy could have given mankind “powers beyond the dreams of science fiction” – as Nobel Laureate F. W. Aston promised in his Nobel Lecture on 12 Dec 1922, but . . .

      it was instead used as an instrument of destruction on 6 Aug 1945 that induced CHAOS and FEAR in world leaders and persuaded them to take totalitarian control of the world.

  4. Paul Maxit says:

    Don’t you have a wind turbine to back up your drive train ?

  5. gator69 says:

    Sounds like a kinky website.

  6. gator69 says:
    “As a kid with while on my paper route, my back tire went out from under me on ice one morning”

    I was cycling along merrily at quite some pace on a straight road when suddenly the mudguard supports came loose and caught on the tire stopping it dead. The front ceased up completely and I went straight over the handlebars.

    Absolutely no warning and then suddenly flying through the air!

    • gator69 says:

      My 3 speed Raleigh (British Racing Green) was my paper bike, it was solid steel construction, including the wheels, and could handle the weight. At the end of the route I would put it in 3rd and hit my street at full speed. My flight began when the front bearings seized, and my front forks turned s-shaped. When I landed on my back I watched as the bike cartwheeled over me. It was quite a sight, with over-sized saddlebags and an enormous front basket, going end over end in the air.

    • The same thing happened to me!

      As a kid, I was cycling merrily on a straight road when a boy I’d had some words with earlier came cycling in the opposite direction. None of us wanted to yield and we hit each other perfectly, tire on tire.

      Absolutely no warning and then suddenly flying through the air!


      Do not confuse with bicycle jousting which is a prearranged tournament-style duel:

  7. Tony, I thought your bike was always dependable transportation. Mine once lost its drive-train also and I walked it back to my lab, about 5 miles. My worst accident is one I cannot remember, not the accident itself or the few minutes before it, or even exactly where it happened. I only remember being determined to get back on it when I was already standing beside it and turning the pedals two revolutions. Next thing I remember was trying to get my key out of my pocket standing in front of my laboratory door. My hand hurt. I had a fractured thumb, a broken rib, deeply abraded knees and a left elbow, and abrasions on the top of my left shoulder, my forehead, and a deep thigh bruise that I could still sense a year later. My helmet was retired, perhaps having saved my life. Despite the injuries, I still conducted a project review discussion with a client 30 minutes after getting back to the lab and discussing two other projects with my employees before going home. Biking is great, but not without its problems.

  8. chuck725 says:

    I’m curious as to where you purchased the touchpad? I’m in the market for a new brewery laptop and checked and amazon. everything I see in the price range are re-furbished surfaces.

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