Sunday, December 8, 2013

Morse Code

I heard a great radio advertisement for Motel 6 this week.  It ended with the announcer spelling out a snarky three-letter-acronym in Morse Code.  Yes, the punch line was in Morse Code!!!

My alarm clock radio had just awakened me.  I was not really listening.  It took me a few seconds to recognize it was Morse Code, then decode the letters, and insert the letters back into the context of the message, but then I was laughing out loud in bed.

Juxtaposing a modern snarky acronym in an antique encoding technique was brilliant.

So listen up, you old ham radio operators, military wonks, and anthropologists.  Pay attention.  You'll love it.

PS (obligatory bike content):  I guess Morse Code is like bicycling. You may get rusty, but you never totally forget.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

RUSA Carthage Coffee Run 200K

Today's solo ride:
- No wind
- No dogs
- No rain
- No dogs
- No mechanicals
- No dogs
- Light traffic
- No dogs
- Friendly cyclists
- No dogs

I think I was dreaming.

- No photos.  
Well, just a few checkpoint photos for the archives.
And one glorious violet metal roof.  Want!