Thursday, March 5, 2015

With my roll of bills unwound

Two realities: center of Helsinki, and Luukki outdoor area. In the other I work, in the other I breathe.

This has been a taxing week, because of the flu. It starts to be better but I still have problems sleeping.

Yesterday I went to the bicycle repair shop, and was positively surprised. The bicycle hasn't probably been in such a good condition since new - if even then. I bought the bicycle on March 4th, 2005, so it is now ten years old.

The repair shop cleaned the bicycle, replaced parts (crankset, chain, brakepads etc.), fixed problems (brakes were jamming), and I'm impressed with the result. Of course, I haven't yet made a longer test drive, but I did inspect the bicycle and it really looks good. And dare I say this: the cost of the repairs was much less than I have been charged elsewhere.

(Posting title is from the poem A Lobbying I’ll Go: A D. C. Ditty by Elaine Magliaro.)

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

I am in repair, I am in repair

I'm still suffering from the flu symptoms, but at least I got some sleep during the night.

The bicycle repairs are done, and the bicycle is waiting in the shop. I asked them to do more work than I initially planned, but if everything is now ok the bicycle should be all right for quite some time.

The photographs were taken in Luukki on January 31st and February 8th.

(Posting title is from the song In Repair by John Mayer.)

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Form, the form of art, is an effigy of ourselves

I haven't commuted by bicycle since last Thursday, and the bicycle is still being repaired, there were more things to be fixed than I first thought. But I haven't been in shape either. No fever, but coughing, headache, muscle pains.

The weather continues to be wet and relatively warm, +1...+2 °C, which means that depth of snow will probably decrease further. At Helsinki-Vantaa airport it is 5 cm, and in Nuuksio 25 cm.

The photographs were taken at lake Väärälampi in Luukki on February 8th.

(Posting title is from the poem Steady Digression to a Fixed Point by Elizabeth Willis.)