Homeless Sex Offenders Face Eviction

Around 8 p.m. last Friday, a taxi sat on the westbound shoulder of the Julia Tuttle Causeway, blinkers flashing, awaiting its passenger. He emerged from the shadows beneath the overpass, arms weighed down with duffel bags. He climbed in, and the cab sped away. The man was one of at…

Bill O’Reilly: Vets Don’t Live Under Bridges. Right?

During a recent interview with radio host Ed Schultz, Fox News’ Bill O’Reilly ridiculed John Edwards for asserting that nearly two hundred thousand vets are homeless. “If you know where there’s a veteran sleeping under a bridge,” O’Reilly proclaimed, “you call me immediately.” We thought we’d do our part: Bill,…

On Bike Efficiency — And Pricks

The Bike Blog is pleased to see the many comments on our recent bike feature. What with the back and forth, we did want to clarify one point of fact. After being called “a prick,” for remarking that bicyclists should “just get out of the way of those of us…

Cyclists Court Death Daily

Before the sun rises over Miami — before the highways swell with traffic and the streets begin to hum with the sound of a million motors turning at once — the first bicycles appear. From the east — the beaches, Key Biscayne — come the racers. Clad head to toe…

Miss Flamingo? Speak up Now!

In the summer of 2005, hurricanes Katrina and Wilma laid waste to Flamingo, the only significant commercial hub of Everglades National Park. Recently, the park released a draft of its commercial services plan – the plan for rebuilding Flamingo – and the National Parks Conservation Association (NPCA) is voicing concern…

Old Lady vs. Car

Okay, so there’s no cycling in this video. But in the spirit of bicycle/pedestrian brother/sisterhood, the Bike Blog presents this amazing video, courtesy of another bike blog, Bike Lane Diary. Enjoy, — Isaiah Thompson…

Screw You, Old Man: A Bike Blog Parable

There’s this guy who lives near me. He’s probably in his sixties, mostly bald, perpetually shirtless. He has a house on Normandy Drive, kitty-corner to my apartment building. The house has a small driveway, and parked in that driveway is this man’s chief joy in life, a white convertible. Most…

Rudy for Prez!

Rudy for Prez! Filed under: Politics Miamians need a president who represents their values, who sees the world the way they do. For that reason, Riptide endorses Rudolph Giuliani. More than any other candidate, Giuliani understands and exemplifies the principles we hold dearest. Friendship: Giuliani came under fire over his…

Tonight: Beer for Bicycles!

Friends, the day of deliverance is come. Just last week, someone posted a comment on the Bike Blog suggesting that downtown club PS14 had a weekly drink special for bicyclists. – By the way, what’s up with there not being a good word for people who ride bicycles? ‘Cyclists?’ Woof…

AHHHHH! A Raucous Caucus!

BaracobamacameinfirstandHillarywasthirdbecauseEdwardswassecond andRomneygothisasskickedwontthatbeasurprisetothe guysbackinghiminmiami! Whew. Excuse me. The Iowa caucuses are over and done and the votes are in. Dems: Obama by 8 points, then Edwards by one point over Clinton. Republicans: Huckabee by 9, then Romney, but McCain looming in New Hampshire. Ron Paul, despite a whole lot of donations,…

Bike Blog: To Run A Red

Behind the wheel, I obey traffic laws. On my bike, I pay respect to one law and one law only: survival. If I stop at an intersection, it’s because I’ll get hit if I don’t; beyond that, a red light just means I’d better look both ways before blowing through…

Bike Blog 2008 Wish List

What I really, truly want in 2008, besides peace on earth and free beer, is a flying bike. But putting that dream aside for a few minutes, the Bike Blog has put together a slightly more realistic wish list for the coming year. Any suggestions, additions, or vitriolic ammunitions? Leave…

Last Minute Stocking Stuffer: Lizano Hot Sauce

Last Minute Gifts: Lizano Hot Sauce The year was 1992 – or something like that; the place was Costa Rica. The food was Gallo Pinto – the uniquely Central American name for rice and beans – and it was good, until I put some Lizano, Costa Rica’s ubiquitous hot sauce,…

The Vanishing Mouse

On a recent Sunday afternoon, biologist Miguel Fernandes stands on a five-foot-wide oceanfront sand dune in Lauderdale-by-the-Sea, stroking a slender stalk of sea oats and cursing. “Look at this shit,” he says, yanking his head back toward the never-ending line of hotels and condos that hugs the coast. “Who’s gonna…

Sex Offenders Set Up Camp

Click here to view a slideshow of the bridge community. Another one showed up last night. Around 10 — just before curfew — a car rolled in under the bridge and the newcomer got out with his wife. She hugged and kissed him goodbye, pulled the car out along the…

Bike to Florida City

Good news — two quickies, bikers: First, this Friday will mark the opening of the last stretch of the “Miami-Dade Busway Project,” a six and a half-mile multi-use path from the Dadeland South Metrorail that connects all the way to Florida City – that’s about twenty-one miles. The busway is…

God vs. Gambling

A group of sixteen Miami-Dade pastors and ministers, mostly from Black Baptist churches, held a press conference today at Jordan Grove Missionary Baptist Church in Liberty City to declare their opposition to gambling in the Miami Jai Alai, Flagler Dog Track, and Calder Race Track. There was something depressing about…

Bike Lane Bureaucracy

Last night, the Florida Department of Transportation (FDOT) held a meeting – one of many held already, one of many more to come – to solicit input from an advisory panel made up of seven Miami Beach residents on the upcoming Alton Road repaving project, expected to go into 2009…

Bravo! Bravo!

Code Bravo – Code Bravo! This morning, I had just woken from fitful airplane slumber (in which I slowly poured coffee all over my pant leg), and was hurrying through the Orlando terminal to catch an 11:30 connecting flight to Miami to make a meeting – that sort of thing…

Rent to Moan

Without a doubt, the model unit is beautiful. Dappled light streams through the window onto a spotless beige carpet that covers the condo’s 800 square feet like a fuzzy, well-trimmed lawn. The kitchen and bathroom are newly tiled and freshly painted. Dressed in a smart white blouse, her dark hair…