tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5391789894511297146.post8020095274784775921..comments2023-09-28T09:08:41.160-04:00Comments on A Bikeable Feast: A bike by any other nameUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5391789894511297146.post-68925512484710806522009-03-25T00:27:00.000-04:002009-03-25T00:27:00.000-04:00Yeah. Eleanor is definitely in the lead these days...Yeah. Eleanor is definitely in the lead these days, but I'm going to wait a few more days and see what else folks come up with.:)Ibtihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03979444148471574982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5391789894511297146.post-68067819258516494162009-03-24T15:57:00.000-04:002009-03-24T15:57:00.000-04:00I like simpler names for something like a bike. Sh...I like simpler names for something like a bike. Shirley is good, maybe Bob. Some of these names are a lot to live up to.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15431758097757739684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5391789894511297146.post-14719915771606505422009-03-23T12:15:00.000-04:002009-03-23T12:15:00.000-04:00nebuchadnezzar!his life traced the path of awarene...nebuchadnezzar!<BR/><BR/>his life traced the path of awareness, awakening, and change, a very appropriate name for a bike whose owner is dedicated to just that, bringing about a sort of awakening.<BR/><BR/>.. okay, so that's more about the matrix and the awakening of mankind, but it has so much potential for nicknaming! nebu, chad, nezzi, zarzar, bucky, and so on.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12393377418379000716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5391789894511297146.post-81814572564253426302009-03-22T18:11:00.000-04:002009-03-22T18:11:00.000-04:00the surly is a strong bike that's ready and willin...the surly is a strong bike that's ready and willing to put in the work. i was going to suggest a new name but i think i'll stick to Roslin. a strong woman that stepped in when duty called. think of president laura roslin or rosie the riveter. i would give you another example but that one might be better for the "race the muscle" site you were telling me about.comrade rudyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13716843205509964203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5391789894511297146.post-8847514493414848832009-03-22T17:07:00.000-04:002009-03-22T17:07:00.000-04:00Not bad, not bad. Mom weighed in earlier today wit...Not bad, not bad. Mom weighed in earlier today with Clarabelle. On a bike ride around some of the monuments this afternoon, my friend Steve was fixated on Chester, while another contingent of the cycling group seemed more in favor of Ulysses. Hmmm. Lots of good ideas out there. Keep 'em coming. I'm leaning toward Eleanor (after Ms. Roosevelt) at the moment....:)Ibtihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03979444148471574982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5391789894511297146.post-58915607037008936782009-03-22T16:07:00.000-04:002009-03-22T16:07:00.000-04:00You could honor your hero Michael Pollan and name ...You could honor your hero Michael Pollan and name your bike "Polly" which has the the unintended coincidence of also honoring Polyface Farm, which set this project into motion. When Ibti rides into town... Along came Polly...<BR/><BR/>Or, to honor your goal of the ideal garden, you could call her Eden.<BR/><BR/>She's also the color of a butternut squash, so you could name her Butternut (only because I think it would be bad luck to name a bike Squash)Sheffyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17153249131248130997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5391789894511297146.post-70101382524203041252009-03-22T07:13:00.000-04:002009-03-22T07:13:00.000-04:00I'm kind of liking names that sound like trudge (t...I'm kind of liking names that sound like trudge (trudging through mud and cow patties)....Madge, Smudge. Maybe Bertha? But I do like plain old Shirley. Or what about an old CB radio type name? "Breaker, breaker 1-9...this is..." crap - I can't think of my old handle. The first career I ever claimed was in middle school and it was A LONGHAUL TRUCKER like my friend's dad. We ended up going to Clown College instead - really. We did a few birthday parties and then retired by age 15.SeeMommyRunandBoxandCrafthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07553581782285681418noreply@blogger.com