Shiny Red 10 Speed

My bicycle. It's a beaut.


It's red. Probably about 10 years old. It has rectangular reflectors on each wheel and one that's off-center below the handle bars. No straps on the pedals. Turn down handle bars. Small, hard, black seat that doesn't even fit a third of my ass on it. 10 SPEED is spelled out in black lettering on both sides of the first bar, I guess just to reinforce that feature. Maybe at the time it was made that was some sort of major breakthrough in bike technology. But it just seems so proud to be a 10 speed. Breaks work, but the left one sounds like a small child screeching when I press it. The right one is as smooth and silent as a veloceraptor's attack from the side.


No, I don't wear a helmet.


I bike to work now. It's about 20 blocks away...about a ten minute ride. A bike really is the fastest way of getting around the city since you don't really have to abide by all the traffic laws. Going to work in a car takes more like 20 minutes. I ride on the streets with the city looking down on me from all sides.


Haven't gotten hit by anything yet, but then I've only been riding for about a month. And when I get pedaling on that thing, there's no stopping me...music pumping, hair blowin' in the wind (makes me wonder what it would feel like to actually own a car).

So if anyone sees a flash of red pass them on the street, you'll know who it is!

Oh yeah and I'm going on vacation tomorrow. Meetin' up with the 'rents at their summer rental house in Bethany Beach. Cuz and Sis are driving down with me (I don't know if I've introduced Cuz yet, but I'll unleash her next post). I know family vacay doesn't sound very eventful, but you don't know my family. So, I will give a full account when I get back. Sis has been saving quarters for months to spend on the claw machines (she's 23, btw). Last year we left our house in Reston and she forgot her cup full of quarters and she threw a shit fit and made us turn around to go back and get it. We'll see what crap she manages to win this year.

'Till the next...