Catoosa's iconic Blue Whale along historic Route 66
First, this post contains nothing about prostate surgery, so don't run away and hide!
I've been bored sitting here on the couch. A man can watch only so much daytime television, after all, and it's not possible to nap through the entire day. I know. I tried.
The upside is that I'ver watched some wonderful old movies, including Casablanca, which never fails to bring a tear to my eyes. Yes, I've been known to cry at old movies.
But I've been writing some too, and as a result of that a plum fell into my lap. Months ago, I contacted the editor and publisher of a local magazine about doing some writing for them. Nothing came of it until last week when I wrote to the editor again about some biking information related to Route 66. Within a few hours she wrote back asking for a column on it and offered a subscription in return. OK, that's not great pay, but it was a foot in the door. I did about 500 words and supplied some photos. Now she wants a monthly column on bicycling in Tulsa, and better still, it pays!
Given the number of bicycling titles I've done here on CycleDog, the Examiner, and Wheel Issues, I shouldn't be at a loss for ideas. And then there's my (ahem) slight tendency toward being talkative too. Very slight.
I will need to get more stock photos of cyclists around Tulsa, and especially any cyclists on one of the old Route 66 alignments. I'm grinning in anticipation!