That Reynolds 853... drool. When I raced mountain bikes a couple decades ago, that was what my hardtail was made of. Just 20.5 lbs for a steel frame bike was nuts at the time, and that bike was a rocket ship.
Still have it. My son wanted to try it one day, his response was "that bike wants to go fast"
Edit: I also had aluminum (too stiff) and titanium frames (too flexible, or floppy as I called it). The 853 was excellent
Many cities use TPMS monitoring/fingerprinting on highways to gauge traffic levels. Wouldn't be shocked if they started using that for traffic light timings
Shocking, not shocking. Worked for a company more than two decades ago that ran a lot of shortlines.
Called out several different vulnerabilities that I found while researching how to make things more efficient (the company owning the tracks get charged for the car lease while it's on their tracks).
Nothing came of it though. They were more worried about replacing infrastructure after several cars toppled because the ties had rotted.
Crap article. Please flag it so people don’t waste time reading it.
As an adrenaline junkie, this is like a Big Bang Theory version of the stereotypes that people have of something that they aren’t.
Live big, or go home. If you haven’t experienced the rush, you don’t know what it’s like. If you haven’t trained enough to understand the risks, you haven’t done the minimal amount that you should have.
Until I had my son, I didn’t expect to live past 40 (lots of broken bones and parts were involved, whatever, inconveniences).
My son changed my life though, and now I live mine for him.
Eh, one man's trash is another man's treasure. I agree with you, I think, that the grass is always greener...
Having a child similarly changed my life. (My father died when I was 7, so I understand intimately what it would mean to her if I was gone. By now I have outlived him and have zero correlates for navigating life, except what I've observed in others paired with the narrow and provincial life experience gathered trying to survive.)
Here's the rub though... if there was a threat to your son's life, or anyone you care about really, would you have the aptitude to put yourself in harms way, take a bullet or otherwise lay down your life so they might live to see another day? If your family was starving in the middle of winter, would/could you adeptly brave the elements to keep them alive or, all else lost, allow yourself to die so they could eat your flesh and live another day? Rather dark, I know. But, modernity with all its trappings does not prepare us for the unknown. Yet the unknown is part of our individual and collective evolution.
The downside of surviving and returning to a safe and comfortable existence is anhedonia. Everything is grey. Every day feels like a slow death. There is nothing important to do because the first world problems and mild activity of daily life are now incomparable and inconsequential. And the vast majority of people you meet have never had to make truly hard decisions. This is an observation, not a judgement. It is a lonely feeling.
Sorry to hear about losing your father, it's certainly hard to fathom. My dad lost his at a young age as well.
I would give my life (or anything else) for my son or anyone else in my family or group of friends. No questions, no hesitation.
Some of us live our lives that way. Would rather give my life for someone I care for, than live knowing that I didn't try to save theirs.
Edit: I live my life with no regrets. Sometimes things work out, sometimes they don't. A decision was made given the information available at the moment.
Currently working towards the end of a contract/earn-out at a company where people just toss stuff they don't want to deal with over the fence for others to handle with usually zero communication about why/what/how. Just suddenly get a new project with no context. Also, three different bosses in two years because they keep leaving.
Second worst company I've ever worked for.
The worst one involved multiple c-suite executives that would throw objects at employees when they didn't get the answer they wanted. Thankfully I wasn't under contract there and got out ASAP.
While similar, I think the culture more involves the attitudes that's been fostered by the company itself (likely decisions made by their board and upper management).
Most of my colleagues are really nice and friendly one-on-one or even in a group. However, the culture problem is across all departments (~500 employees).
There's a poor attitude that's a result of a perverse options and bonus incentive structure. At least for the software teams, it results in shipping a product regardless of the quality. Essentially, as long as your group ships the bare minimum of something that was planned for that quarter, you get your bonuses.
They're a software company and they don't even have a QA/Test team.
It's a toxic culture and they wonder why there's massive turnover.
> I don't get tempted to smash the sell button during major dips, I get tempted to smash the buy button.
Same. Not quite dollar-cost averaging, but when I'm confident in the long term outlook of a company, if they dip, I like to buy more.
Just before the COVID lockdowns, I sold everything and went to cash for a month or so. Bought back all my previous positions right about the bottom of the dip. Massive gains on that one... hard to time things that well all the time though.
Edit: One additional thing is that you can't be emotionally invested in the investments. That's just a recipe for poorly thought out choices, and ultimately a disaster
This would be like cutting off their nose to spite their face.
Apple profits from phone sales. The more distribution channels, the more phones they can sell, and more organizations spending the money to advertise iPhones.
If Apple bought a cell carrier, they would be in direct competition with the other carriers. Worst-case, they would likely get dropped from the other's lineups. The less worse case, they wouldn't get advertising/promotion from their competition.
Still have it. My son wanted to try it one day, his response was "that bike wants to go fast"
Edit: I also had aluminum (too stiff) and titanium frames (too flexible, or floppy as I called it). The 853 was excellent
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