Commuter Daddy 2010 Readers’ Choice Awards

Photo courtesy of Cory Schmitz

Welcome, readers and fans, to the third annual post dedicated to you. It’s the Commuter Daddy 2010 Readers’ Choice Awards! It’s like Christmas all over again, isn’t it?

Should you wish to revisit your 2009 favorites and 2008 choices, please do so. If for this year’s list I were to include posts made in previous years, Jelly Belly cycling jerseys (still on my wish list!), cooking in the cubicle, and germs trumping the environment all remain popular topics.

But this post is dedicated to the new content. The only eligibility requirement of the Commuter Daddy Readers’ Choice awards is the post had to have been published in the current year. So without further fanfare, here are the top 10 items we wrote and you read in 2010.

  1. Google adds biking directions — but cycle cautiously
    I’m happy to report that Google’s biking directions no longer guide the would-be Sandwich-to-Woods Hole cyclist through the Massachusetts Military Reservation. It recommends much more law-abiding primary and secondary routes. Your welcome for pointing out the original folly.
     
  2. Will blog for coffee
    Thank you, fellow New England Bloggers, for helping this reach number 2 on the hit parade. I still blog for coffee. Beer too, in case you were wondering.
     
  3. Commuter Daddy… mommy blogger?
    I’m still listed, and boston.com drove 13.5 percent of my page views this year. Thanks and welcome, boston.com readers!
     
  4. More on Acela Wi-Fi via the iPad and No streaming media while riding the rails
    I’ve already linked to these items from yesterday’s New Year’s resolution report card and last week’s wish for Wi-Fi zones of silence in our busy lives. Linking to items about Acela and Wi-Fi three times in eight days ought to keep these popular for next year, too.
     
  5. No passing on the right
    Ms. SBT is still not allowed to be my chauffeur. She understands.
     
  6. Age is all about perception
    Speaking of age, Benjamin, our youngest, was surprise to learn at lunch yesterday that I am younger than his mom. “I thought you were older,” he said. “Because you’re bigger.” A double stab at my ego and appearance! Later he told his mom he thought I was going to be turning 50 when my birthday rolls around. Sorry to disappoint, kid. I’ll only be 40, though he is rapidly making me feel as if I am 50.
     
  7. Crazy airports
    After the frigid weather we have had over the past week, I am ready to risk a Culebra landing again.
     
  8. Breakfast variety does not spice our children’s lives
    This might be true of lunch now, too. When I asked Mason and Benjamin where they wanted to go for lunch yesterday after we had finished touring the Prudential Skywalk Observatory, they and Mason’s friend who was with us unanimously voted for Dunkin’ Donuts. Not that there is anything wrong with donuts for lunch, but for the record I had a flatbread sandwich. No one followed my example, though Benjamin came close with his sausage croissant — hold the egg and cheese and hand off the croissant to Dad.
     
  9. Dear, Chrysler: Give me gadgets with my Man Van. Hold the stitching.
    I would like to add another feature proposal for my ideal Man Van: Perpetual new-car smell. I got my Volkswagen serviced and cleaned yesterday while we were in Boston, and apparently the cleaning included a deodorizing spritz that makes the car smell new again. I like it, and would like to put that deodorant on a timer. Let’s also make it sensitive to whenever Mason pulls off his soccer cleats in my car. Two doses should be immediately applied in that case.
     
  10. And you think your commute is bad
    I still shudder at the thought of weekly West Coast trips. May I never require that much travel.

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