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bloodclot! i got egged on saturday night while riding home. i was biking along the bloor viaduct at 1am. i was slightly drubk (i'll leave that typo in) and enjoying what will probably the last nice night to bike home until next may. one hit me on the side. i was too slow to understand what had just happened, then another one hit me right on the forehead. "i got him in the head!" some guy yelled. a few minutes later they drove by the other way and honked. i was really tempted to turn around and follow them and get all irreversible on their ass, to smash a bit of mom's red minivan with my kryptonite bike lock. but i just wanted to wash this dried up egg off.
i wasn't expecting any problems for a few blocks until yonge street, where i was going to avoid all the usual gang of idiots. usually everywhere along bloor from yonge to bathurst is a complete write off on friday and saturday nights. thursday nights too, because thursday is the latest saturday. most places in fact are to be avoided, simply because i hate loud stupid people.
i also avoid the italian bistro/nightclub sections of college street. too many ginos pissing into the street between parked cars. the side streets are quieter, although during the day the worse you could run into is a shirtless portugese man hosing down his driveway -- hoping it'll grow into something prosperous i guess. it's almost like the paperboy video game where you see the exact same characters over and over. no breakdancers or swarming bees though - just some guy(s) watering his pavement over and over.
i should also add that back in may, on the first nice day to bike this year, i was also slightly egged at bathurst and harbord. it was lunch hour and i passed by some kids who were standing around a mess on the ground. only my handlebar/hand was hit. it could've been worse. there have been worse students at this high school. a good book-end to a nice season of bike riding. and on these thursdays/fridays/saturdays i don't need to drive to the suburbs for a taste of the suburbs. not that i ever need that taste ever again.
this just makes me realize that i'm lucky that i have never had a serious accident like friends of mine have recently, both on bikes and in cars. nobody close to me has ever died -- so far. and almost twenty years later, paul's boutique is still a classic album. i bet those assholes couldn't even name one sample source from it.
i wasn't expecting any problems for a few blocks until yonge street, where i was going to avoid all the usual gang of idiots. usually everywhere along bloor from yonge to bathurst is a complete write off on friday and saturday nights. thursday nights too, because thursday is the latest saturday. most places in fact are to be avoided, simply because i hate loud stupid people.
i also avoid the italian bistro/nightclub sections of college street. too many ginos pissing into the street between parked cars. the side streets are quieter, although during the day the worse you could run into is a shirtless portugese man hosing down his driveway -- hoping it'll grow into something prosperous i guess. it's almost like the paperboy video game where you see the exact same characters over and over. no breakdancers or swarming bees though - just some guy(s) watering his pavement over and over.
i should also add that back in may, on the first nice day to bike this year, i was also slightly egged at bathurst and harbord. it was lunch hour and i passed by some kids who were standing around a mess on the ground. only my handlebar/hand was hit. it could've been worse. there have been worse students at this high school. a good book-end to a nice season of bike riding. and on these thursdays/fridays/saturdays i don't need to drive to the suburbs for a taste of the suburbs. not that i ever need that taste ever again.
this just makes me realize that i'm lucky that i have never had a serious accident like friends of mine have recently, both on bikes and in cars. nobody close to me has ever died -- so far. and almost twenty years later, paul's boutique is still a classic album. i bet those assholes couldn't even name one sample source from it.