Dead Streets

I rode by this house today.

Just another destroyed house in Detroit. There’s nothing exceptional about it; it was a lot like the house my grandparents lived in, which was about 15 blocks north and 8 blocks west of here. It had been standing, empty, for sale, for as long as I’ve been riding down Lafayette, [...]

Nitwits on the TDH

I’m back from vacation (it would’ve been a long one) and a meniscus injury. (The fancy way of saying kneecap and the various body thingies that keep it in place.)
It was a lovely day on the TDH today, marred only by a parade of nitwits.
First, the ‘professional’ sign painter who can’t spell:

Next, the Obama/Biden counter [...]