Heading down Market Street towards the meeting point for San Francisco's Halloween Critical Mass I spotted Lego. I suppose a Swede would be able to see meatballs at 5 km and a Norwegian could probably smell whale meat at 10, but a Copenhagener spots Lego. [and high heels on pedals at 40 km...]
This San Francisciana had made her own accessories out of colourful Danish bricks and we chatted about it as we rode. I told her I needed some photos and she obliged.
She asked if Lego had a slogan, which they don't, really. But I explained the the name Lego is an abbreviation of 'lege godt' - play well. And that later the founder discovered that Lego was loosely interpreted in Latin as 'I assemble' or "I put together". Which was nice.
She was decked out in Lego accessories and even had a Lego blouse in her bag. Very funkalicious, indeed.
A mid-Atlantic compromise: Lego and heeled boots meets American toe clips and no chainguard.
Continuing the Lego theme, I spotted this chap - on the left - with a Lego mini-figure head rolling down Valencia.
For the record, it's not correct to call them 'legos'. It's just Lego. Like rice. You don't say "I'm going to boil some rices for dinner." There. Got THAT off my chest.
17 comments:
Lego is awesome! This makes me feel all nostalgic, all I want to do is take out the old boxes filled with bits of lego and build something neat.
Did she call it Lego or Legos?
Most Americans I know call it the latter, and it drives me nuts! :) (Though what really really drives me nuts is when they correct my use of 'Lego'!)
Love that last pic.
Ok, I agree, this helmet thing has gone too far! ;-)
Oh, and on the lack of chainguard, you'll notice that it influenced the fashion of cyclists trying their best to be fashionable, wearing capris, or boots like these.
I like that my "fun bike" (that I inadvertently bought in San Francisco, as these things happen!) actually has a "chainguard", even though the drive belt is non-disgusting.
I loved Lego as a kid. Hopefully my kids will love it too so I can play again:-)
LOVE it.
I'm cooking spaghettis for dinner!
Please please please don't call it "Frisco." No one (!) in San Francisco calls it that, ever. Never. Ever. At all.
Alternatives: San Fran. SF. "The City."
But please, never ever say "Frisco."
Get your homies to stop calling it 'legos' and I'll stop calling it Frisco. Deal?
Hmph.
Leg-I.
I was going to log into to say that you can't rant about legos while calling the city "frisco" but you all beat me to it. The irony was so amusing!
Rices-O-Roni the Don't Call It Frisco Treat!
i promise to stop calling them legos and instead just say Lego. might i point out that the use of 'frisco', however, has been discouraged for much longer than 'legos':
Our Emperor Norton I decreed in 1872
Whoever after due and proper warning shall be heard to utter the abominable word "Frisco", which has no linguistic or other warrant, shall be deemed guilty of a High Misdemeanor, and shall pay into the Imperial Treasury as penalty the sum of twenty-five dollars.
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emperor_Norton?wasRedirected=true
you have been warned duly and properly. just in case, though, i take payment in Lego.
oh boy. i was reprimanded with a Wikipedia link... :-)
just a bit of local eccentric history, mikael.
i love lego though, grew up on them. probably the reason i am an engineer, and love bikes and looking good while riding them.
and thank you for responding to the ridiculousness at that biker chicks of west chester post hating on sexy bikes/cyclists. i saw that earlier today and was really hoping you'd weigh in.
I love that you a) gave some Lego background/history; and b) outlined the plural useage of 'Lego'.. because that drives me crazy too! hehehe...
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