Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life
My life is, to me, ripe with frequent challenges, occasional successes, spontaneous laughter, adequate tears, and enough *life* to last me a lifetime. To you, however, it surely seems most pedestrian. And therefore, I recycle the name I used previously and call this my Notebooks of Daily Life. Daily, because it's everyday in nature, ordinary. These conglomeration of events that are my life are of interest to me because I live it, perhaps mildly so to those who are touched by it, and could only be of perverse, morbid curiosity to anyone else. Yet, I offer them here nonetheless. Make of them what you will, and perhaps you can learn from my mistakes.
Sinasohn.Net
| Home | Notebooks | Photos | ||
| Contact | Notable |
Family
|
Dad Rachel Jared Sara |
Scotty Daniel Harry |
Stan Sellam Doug |
Business
TechSynthesis
Roger Louis Sinasohn & Associates
Jared Goes to College
Fun
Uncle Roger's Classic Computers
The Vintage Computer Festival
Northern California Rover Club
Atari Bay Area Computer Users Society
iStockPhoto (My portfolio)
Listology
Recent Comments
Adding on to Firefox [4]
I Hate Prop 8 (Guest Post by Jared, Age 7) [2]
Advertisers pull out of KRXQ [1]
Turning a New Page [3]
Take your pants off, ladies! [1]
|
An RSS Feed is also available.
Add it to your My Yahoo page.
|
Member of SF Bay Bloggers |
powered by blosxom |
Sunday, May 01, 2005
Today, we finally got Jared to ride the electric quadcycle we got him for his birthday. He had been a bit fearful of it and unwilling to get on it, though he seemed in favor of the concept in theory.
I suggested that we ride it together so he climbed on and I sort of hovered over the back end of the the bike. He hit the pedal and he was off, with me waddling along behind. Almost instantly, he swung his leg over and was half way off the bike. A few more tries and he was doing pretty good, though he was worried about cars coming down the alley.
I put out some orange cones we had picked up for just such an occasion and that eased his mind. Eventually, he rode all the way down the alley and back. He still doesn't get the whole steering concept, but that will come with time. So far, he was having a blast. I think that next weekend, we'll run over to a nearby playground that has a large asphalt playyard and let him drive around to his heart's content.
Mind you, he is not going to ride a real motorcycle until long after I'm dead and gone. (Sorry Chris!) Running around the yard at a couple miles an hour isn't a problem, but I don't think cardiopulmonary system could handle the thought of him running around the city or elsewhere on a motorcycle. (Heck, I don't think he's going to get behind the wheel of a car until he's at least forty.)
Still, it's neat to see him having a good time with it. I think I got some good pictures, too.
|
Related Links |
[ Posted: 22:00 | home | print ] |