Saturday, July 29, 2006
The same can't be said for my neighborhood though it seems. Already had a honker inbetween block stop signs travelling from Catherine towards Mcbride. Where did he think he would get so much quicker by getting around me when the stop sign coming up was only another 300 feet or so. I freaking hate impatients like this. Stock response from me, turn my head, make eye contact and smile, what are they gonna do then? Hopefully since he had a drivers license and passed his last vision test so he could read my bikes are traffic sticker on my rear fender, and he can kiss my rear fender if he feels like doing this again!
Friday, July 28, 2006
Besides all that rant, the folks working there were nice, and when checking out I noted to the cashier another customer stopping by on a bike, and had they thought of putting up a bike rack? She said they actually had, but since they were located in a historical building, the city didn't allow them! I'll just let you make of that what you inevitably will, I'm too tired tonight for ranting about the obviousness of stupid policies encountered in everyday life.
They had the hella cutest little metal wire shopping baskets for carrying around the store though!
A funny thing happenend to me on the way to Syracuse. well not so funny, I forgot to put my bikes in the moving truck!
Wife and I were living with friends on a farm in rurual southern new york, far away from stuff, and I wasn't riding my bikes really. So they were kept out in the garage that I never hardly went into. Then when we actually got to move day it was raining, and we were rushing, and we had so little time to get packed up, drive here, and unpack by ourselves the two of us, that I didn't grab me two bikes.
After a long sequestered winter in the 'cuse we finally took a trip back to the Brink late spring and I got my bikes, and after being away for 4 weeks in the Adirondacks, I am back in the 'cuse and back on my bike. Simple really. Who knows where this goes, if anywhere.