Introducing Boom Goes the Waistline

Changing the blog at Electric Bicycle City to be mostly about the self-indulgent, narcissistic Baby Boomer generation.  And proud member I am.  We are going to call it, Boom Goes the Waistline.  And as a related matter I want to pay tribute to two of the finest words that have come along as I aged, relaxed fit.  Thanks Levi.  Here’s one thing I have noticed.  When I am online entering info for sale and joining a site, one of the questions asked is usually your age.  Instead of allowing you to just enter, up pops a box with all the years available.   After left clicking 7 or 8 times, you start to feel just a little old.

I did a couple of desktop things the other day that I had not done in literally years.  Cleaned up my email inbox that had 6 million entries, 4 of which contained anything I needed to save.  And turned my keyboard upside down and banged it on my desk to clean it out.  That second thing…big mistake.  I don’t even know what the stuff was that came out, but I needed a HazMat suit to get it out of my office.  Don’t advise anyone doing this, just buy a new one and throw the old far away.  I also might be the only person still using a desktop.   Its running Windows BC, but still does everything I need.  Like sign on to Compuserve.

Some bike news, North Carolina has defined ‘electric bicycles’.   It was HB 959 at the part that we care about is this” ‘A bicycle with two or three wheels that is equipped with a seat or saddle for use by the rider, fully operable pedals for human propulsion, and an electric motor of no more than 750 watts, whose maximum speed on a level surface when powered solely by such a motor is no greater than 20 miles per hour’  The reason this is important is without that definition an electric bike would have been a motor vehicle and required to be registered and have insurance.

Important point to add and this was always true for bicycle as well as electric bicycles.  Night riders need a reflector, front light, and red rear lights.

Extra long lyrics this time, thanks Leonard.


Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows