Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Insult, meet injury. Injury, insult.

Car story continuation: as I pulled out my bike to meet the tow truck at my car this morning I noticed the back tire was flat. I filled it with air. It's leaking pretty quickly now. To the extent that it's probably not safe to ride. So I'm walking to work tomorrow.

Life is... hilarious.

4 comments:

Danielle said...

Well, we can bond over neither of us having our beloved bikes for commuting to work/school. At least I have the bus with cute boys on it (and now that I happen to be reading Heinlein on the bus, the cute geeky boys talk to me more ).

Al Dimond said...

If you try to read Heinlein while riding a bike lots of people talk to you. They take an interest in your current activity and your destination. They voice this interest with confidence, gusto, and occasionally even a good ol' cuss word or two!

jl said...

Damn, you're in a tight spot.

Al Dimond said...

On the contrary. I have tons of room. Way, way too much room.