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(08-14-2025, 05:42 AM)the Ferret Wrote: [ -> ]

Just noticed looking at this pic... after going on 32 years of living here lol... the significance of the sign on the Bank. The blue on the left signifying the river, the green on the right signifying the hills/woods and the curvy line in the middle which is how most of our roads are.

The green wooded hills on the left side of the river in the pic are northern Kentucky. BTW during the Civil War, the river was the dividing line for the North and the South.

Nice...looks like a charming place.

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Ok...what's a time window? And very scenic skyline.

Maybe I have the term wrong? In Douglas Adams' novel, Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency there's a sofa stuck half way up a flight of stairs. No-one can get it up and no-one can get it down, and nobody can figure out how on earth it got stuck there. Turns out, as the chaps were carrying the sofa up the stairs they were having trouble turning it on the landing. One of them opened a door on the landing and they partly maneuvered it using that. Turns out the door was an opening in time and space and vanished immediately after they'd used it and before they could complete the turn. Hence the sofa was stuck for ever. Well, until the police sawed it into pieces in order to get up the stairs.

It also turns out the 'moving sofa problem' is a thing in maths. See here.

(08-18-2025, 02:45 AM)Cormanus Wrote: [ -> ]Maybe I have the term wrong? In Douglas Adams' novel, Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency there's a sofa stuck half way up a flight of stairs. No-one can get it up and no-one can get it down, and nobody can figure out how on earth it got stuck there. Turns out, as the chaps were carrying the sofa up the stairs they were having trouble turning it on the landing. One of them opened a door on the landing and they partly maneuvered it using that. Turns out the door was an opening in time and space and vanished immediately after they'd used it and before they could complete the turn. Hence the sofa was stuck for ever. Well, until the police sawed it into pieces in order to get up the stairs.

It also turns out the 'moving sofa problem' is a thing in maths. See here.

They didn't know the "pivot" technique 

In my house the "Time Window" is what Mrs. G calls the door to the garage. I go in there and forget all concept of time...

I suspect that my post only qualifies for an honorable mention because it is a "Town Scape" and not a "City Scape."

Where I work, there are eight towns which share county services across multiple counties. None of the towns are particularly large, but they all have a distinct character, tone, and tenor.

Livermore, CA, was founded as a railroad town in 1869 by William Mendenhall and named for Robert Livermore, an early rancher in the area. The valley developed an agricultural economy based on cattle and ranching, which evolved into a renowned wine region in the late 19th century, known for pioneer winemakers like Wente and Concannon. After its incorporation in 1876, Livermore became a prosperous town with a thriving wine industry. In the mid-20th century, the city transformed into a technological hub with the establishment of the Lawrence and Sandia National Laboratories (LLNL), which significantly boosted its population and modern identity while retaining its western heritage and expanding wine industry.

I provide support for the 911 Dispatch Centers and Fire Departments in Alameda and Costa County. This week was a challenge, and I decided when I went off duty to visit downtown Livermore. The part of the town I like the most is the Lizzie Oliver Fountain. Working folk start arriving at dusk. It is a place where mothers and grandmotehrs dance with their toddlers and babies in the fountain. The men take it all in and just live in the moment. On Friday and Saturday nights, street performers serenade the crowd. People bring snacks for everyone to eat.

When I arrived, a man in late forties / early fifties walked over to me and introduced himself. He wanted to learn more about my CB1100EX and how I managed to keep it "looking better than it did when it first appeared on the show room floor." His wife came over and told him "Honey, stop talking to the Nice Motorcycle Dude. He has a very pretty motorcycle, but one in our garage is enough!" He waved goodbye as he rejoined his family, but he told me we would continue our conversation at a later date.

I believe that these moments are made possible by the magic of a CB1100 and the kindness of those who ride and admire them. I hope you enjoy the pictures. It was a lovely moment.

David, did you ask him what bike he had in his garage?

(08-23-2025, 02:02 PM)rdprdp01 Wrote: [ -> ]... His wife came over and told him "Honey, stop talking to the Nice Motorcycle Dude. He has a very pretty motorcycle, but one in our garage is enough!" 

Oh my...that would create issues for me.  Although my wife refuses to get on a motorcycle, she knows what riding different bikes means to me, and she knows that I try very hard to keep the expenses reasonable.

David, your bike makes those environs look all the more classy!  Very nice.

(08-23-2025, 02:26 PM)peterbaron Wrote: [ -> ]David, did you ask him what bike he had in his garage?

He had a 2024 Yahama XSR900.

https://yamahamotorsports.com/models/xsr900

(08-23-2025, 02:37 PM)pdedse Wrote: [ -> ]

(08-23-2025, 02:02 PM)rdprdp01 Wrote: [ -> ]... His wife came over and told him "Honey, stop talking to the Nice Motorcycle Dude. He has a very pretty motorcycle, but one in our garage is enough!" 

Oh my...that would create issues for me.  Although my wife refuses to get on a motorcycle, she knows what riding different bikes means to me, and she knows that I try very hard to keep the expenses reasonable.

David, your bike makes those environs look all the more classy!  Very nice.

You are too kind. I believe Mitsuyoshi Kohama deserves the credit. I will accept it on his behalf. Thank you.

What a wonderful ride! We have a good friend in Livermore and I’ve never been there. Thanks for showing us around.

Interesting about your interaction with the guy who asked you about your Honda. I frequently walk up to people and ask them about their bikes. When Mrs. G is with me it will spark a conversation, about what I liked about that particular bike, would I want one, etc.