I bought a bike.

It's not a very good bike. I think it was, once... but now it's rickety and rusty. Nonetheless, I have a strange doting affection for it it because it is mine and I have it and I lock it up and take it out on the town. I do need a bike seat cover, though... not enough cushion for my tushion.

Today I bought a watermelon and a ( Read more... )