Do you order pop or soda?
This interesting map showed up on Strange Maps (another one of my favorite blogs) today and I found it really fascinating!
I usually order a “coke” because I like Coke best of all, but I refer to all soft drinks as “pop”. I have for my whole life, except for my early years when they were “refrescos”. (I think I drank mostly Fanta back then.)
In recent years I have heard the word “soda” used with increasing frequency here in Oregon (and even, ahem, said it myself a few times), but I still get the Arm & Hammer logo in my mind when I hear it!
The Strange Maps post has some interesting information on it about pop (and soda). Like the name “pop” came from the sound the cork made, and that it is considered unsophisticated by some… who knew?
I also didn’t know that most of the people in the South refer to all soft drinks as “coke”.
What do you call it?
Did you see the sunset last night?
It was Austin…
(click to enlarge)
Aaron’s band, “Team Redundancy Team”, played in downtown Portland at the Satyricon this week!
Band members are friends from Newberg High School.
Whoa! Loud? Yes—and some very cool original music!
Fine guitar work, Aaron.
This was actually taken before the concert. Laine, on the left is the bass player.
What a fun day! This year’s Bridge Pedal went WAY smoother than last year! (More details here.)
Here we are on the top of the Fremont Bridge. The highlight for me on this ride was just being with the family and especially that Deanne came! I thought after my first Bridge Pedal that someday it’d be fun if Deanne came too—and this year she did!
That’s Austin and Deanne on the left, and Alison on the right, coming down off the Marquam Bridge.
This is roughly the same area that we got stopped last year. Notice the difference!
I spotted Rick Bauman, the event director, near the finish line, so I went over and thanked him and told him I appreciated all of his efforts. After complaining last year I had to let him know I felt this year was a great success. He told me I ought to try to get my name in the paper this year too, but i sure don’t plan to : )
Here’s Austin on his recent 15th birthday, with three cousins and four friends.
He’s growing up into a real neat guy… even I look up to him! (That’s no joke!)
(Thanks to my Mom for sending me the picture!)
When I graduated from High School, and had no plans for college, a friend of mine, Paul Heibert, and I decided we were going to ride motorcycles from Oregon to Costa Rica where I was born. He was a few years older than me, and had a Moto Guzzi. I was ready to sell my car and get one too. Well, the trip didn’t happen. I don’t remember exactly why, but I decided to go to Europe instead. I’ve always wondered how it would have been.
When I was a kid in Bolivia a couple of guys rode Harleys from the states clear down to La Paz, Bolivia. I think they even stayed with us. My brothers and I thought they were very cool, with their long hair and beards, awesome bike, and really worn-out jeans.
So—I have a fascination with long motorcycle trips that goes WAY back. Earlier this year, while looking up stuff about Bolivia, I came across this blog. It’s really become a favorite of mine. Here’s was a guy that rode not only to Bolivia, but at the time he was on his way from Alaska to the tip of South America! He has since gone up through Africa on his way around the world!
I got hooked on his posts—great descriptions of his adventures and interactions with people, and lots of stunningly beautiful pictures. He’s in Turkey right now (I think!), but his current posts (when he has time and an internet link I guess) are describing his trip up through Africa. Over 700 days on the road! Almost 55,000 miles, 1000 gallons of gas, and 27,000 pictures!
Check it out! It’s great for those uf us that probably won’t, but wish we could!
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