what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

pilderwasser unlimited T-shirts  pilder what? kickstand P know knew spew snap shots autoBIKEography RAGBRAI  slide shows phot-o-rama stationary-a-gogo 1/2 x 3/32 links

there goes the neighborhood

June 17, 2025

When I was a bike messenger I took these photos at 1000 2nd Ave when Martin Selig the Seattle real estate titan, owned 33.3% of downtown Seattle. Selig probably owned 66.6% of the buildings I frequented as a legal messenger.

 

5 years ago the covid shutdown lockdown ghosttown downtown zombie shitshow (working remotely) changed Seattle in many ways. It still has not recovered or returned to the work-a-day office space of yesteryear. Here and now Selig’s grip on the city is slipping away. You can read all the details in this Seattle Times article 

 

If you own the building you can do what ever you want with it. You can paint huge canvases, call them art and hang them in the lobby, in the hallways, in the offices of your real estate empire. Selig painted these giant paintings (12’ x 7’ ish) that got my attention back then. That's Mary posing in front of one circa 2006. 

 


Posted at: 05:03 AM | 0 Comments | Add Comment | Permalink

circus monkey postcard

June 15, 2025

 

not my circus

not my monkeys

 

my postcards

 

The USPS will call it a postcard if it’s no more than 4.25" high x 6" long x 0.016" thick.

 

Some of these pilder mashups are 12” x 18” and up to 0.25” thick. I like to write on the back, put on a fake stamp or three and “mail them” to special penpals I know on campus or nearby in coffee shops or bike shops. Hand-Delivered via electric ass cargo bike. 

 

Junior Junior will take over delivery duties on a crow creation I recently made for one of his teachers that is retiring, a guy you might know: Chris Quigley. As if. If only. 

 

One day a few months ago, I hand-delivered an old-marine -climatic-map-crow-creation with the words I wouldn’t want your job on a day like this slathered over it, to Dr. Cliff Mass at Atmospheric Sciences. When I asked him about it later, he laughed and said he got a real kick out of it. 

 

I enjoy handing off postcard-size postcards to the USPS, for penpals around the country. Those feature some of these same themes but are constrained by their size...

[More]
Posted at: 07:41 AM | 0 Comments | Add Comment | Permalink

long story short

June 12, 2025


Posted at: 12:46 PM | 0 Comments | Add Comment | Permalink

older than dirt

June 10, 2025

 

It’s not my birthday but it will be soon. A calendar date to commemorate. When you get to be my age you start thinking about fresh tennis balls for your walker.

 

Today I went out for a dry-fit test-run. The drive side ball needed a little tweaking and luckily the Medicinal Herb Garden guy had a Rambo knife that he let me use for 23 seconds. Perhaps later on, the Electric-Ass-Cargo-Bike-Fleet-Mechanic can dial the tennis balls in for the big day. 

 


Posted at: 09:49 AM | 6 Comments | Add Comment | Permalink

ROLL ON!

June 9, 2025

10-31-07

6-9-25

69

07

same wig

different guy

you are here

where am I?

 


Posted at: 07:51 PM | 1 Comment | Add Comment | Permalink

YOU ARE HERE

June 8, 2025

In 2003-2004 I was silkscreening T-shirts, one at a time. Stick figure bikes on the front with “a quality of life issue” on the back. I gave them away to friends and sold a few on eBay. With postage fees and eBay’s cut of the deal, my profits added up to Jack Shit. So in 2005, I started this website to sell some t-shirts directly to consumers. 

 

Somewhere in that there time span I asked my college friend Dan Murray if he wanted to do a little bike ride in Iowa called RAGBRAI. He asked his brother Chris to come along and we all rode our first RAGBRAI, calling ourselves “team pilderwasser” because we were wearing some of those stick figure bike shirts I made. As seen in the photo above on our way home after our first Great Bike Ride Across Iowa. 

 

1047 weeks later...

...this site is still up

YOU ARE HERE but not to buy t-shirts.

And Mr. Chris Murray has done every single RAGBRAI since 2005. With Jimbo’s help, they’ve grown team pilderwasser into kind of a big deal. With luggage trucks and charter buses.  A strong core of regulars surrounded by a rotating...

[More]
Posted at: 07:12 AM | 2 Comments | Add Comment | Permalink

round the way

June 7, 2025

A Bulldog T-shirt under a Big Time Hoodie. Both ends of my  coffee-beer continuum. Literally, figuratively, metaphorically, symbolically, gastronomically, economically, anaerobically, wardrobically. 

 

Single-handedly supporting the local economy, one beverage at a time. Frequent flyer cards in my wallet side-by-side. Buy 10,000 pints, get one free. Not just talking the talk, walking the walk, wearing the shirt. Wearing the shirt and the hoodie too.  A “most-regular regular” candidate. I’m drawn to authentic real-deal really-real places like these. They’re not fluffy or shiny or trendy or new. They're not perfect. They are what they are. Good coffee. Great beer. Cool people.  

 

The owners of both establishments are pillars in the U-district community with a rich history of UW connections and plenty of stories to go along with it all. Bulldog opened in 1983. Big Time in 1988. 

 

More often than not, my workday begins at Bulldog with coffee and ends at Big Time with beer. Old School U-district all the way both ways. Round the way, University Way NE bro, you know "the Ave".  Just this side of 42nd on the Ave to just that side of 42nd across the Ave. 

 


Posted at: 06:09 AM | 0 Comments | Add Comment | Permalink

GMAC ± 333 lbs

June 5, 2025


Posted at: 12:40 PM | 3 Comments | Add Comment | Permalink

Jimmy Timmy & Muster Mark

June 4, 2025

An electric-ass mailman trapped in the body of a washed up bike messenger with a liberal arts degree, walks into a bar

 

the bartender says, 

 

“three quarks for Muster Mark”

 

spot-on

 

Big Time

 

then Neil Degrasse Tyson says,

 

“The universe is under no obligation to make sense to you”

 

OK, cool 

 

is this the path of least resistance? 

 

no, it’s learned helplessness

 

don’t overthink it


Posted at: 09:58 AM | 4 Comments | Add Comment | Permalink

full lane may use bikes

June 3, 2025

 

While I slept it was all over,
Everything. My eyes, squashed white,
Flowed off toward dawn.

There was a noise,
Which, like all else, spread and disappeared:
There’s nothing worth seeing, listening for.

When I woke, everything seemed cut off.
I was a pipe, still smoking,
Which daylight would knock empty once again.

 

"The Pipe"

Shinkichi Takahashi

 


Posted at: 04:53 AM | 1 Comment | Add Comment | Permalink

Posts by Date

Recent Posts

Archives