My father-in-law says that it's good to have hobbies because they keep you young. If he's right, I'm pretty close to immortal by now. At any given time, I'm likely to be devoting some attention to shortwave radio listening, photography, surf fishing, camping, bird watching, making my own light bulbs, collecting Enoch Light records, amassing large inventories of reel-to-reel tape decks, cultivating bamboo, making dioramas of Civil War battles using ceramic clown figurines, armchair urban planning, or crashing remote control airplanes. And bicycles.
Rarely do any of my disparate pursuits align and that's why I'm jealous that I can't attend a event that Nathan mentioned last month on his blog. Everything about Bike-In at the Bell has my name on it. Except for the location. Bicycles! Rock music! Bizarre safety films from 1963! I wish I could be there.
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