regular visitors to the home will be surprised, rather, at my latest acquisition.
its a sexy white bike complete with gears, power brakes, and a water bottle (!).
i am super excited to have this, so i can match ludwig step for step.
yes, ladies, a bicycle, like the Red Avon SLR i used to own in my now long forgotten youth.
this morning i woke up bright and early and decided to take HER out for a ride. Seriously I am sounding like my friend NotOld who used to go nuts talking about his RoxShoxShimadzu or something like that (ergo, his bike).
I went across the bridge (carefully changing the gear down, as reco-ed) and zoomed around a bit (hey, at least on my bike i overtake others, which is more than i do in my fat diesel powered car), and returned home all happy.
I was just making the turn into our road from the main one, indicating my hand (when you are a geek, you are a geek for life and in all walks of it thereof). The dude behind me on a (real) bike started honking at me. i was like yeah, whatever (is that a movie now?). I had indicated, he was up there on the bridge still and i was already beginning to turn when he zoomed past still honking. I suppose he was trying to eve tease, what the heck, i promptly turned around and flipped him the finger.
Yeah. Die, you sucker. (Or maybe, i should take it as a compliment. I still got it types).