over 70 and hot
yesterday, no band practice, so desperate for food, i decided i would ride the ol' bike to drug town to get tortillas, beans, and barbeque sauce and twice grill me some burritos. yes!
on my way there, i was riding on the sidewalk down university. up ahead, there was a man and a woman, blocking the sidewalk. as i approached, they moved to the side to let me through. unfortunatetly, they didn't move the giant cart they were pushing while picking up cans. it blocked too much of the sidewalk. no problem, i thought, i'll just ride on this grass. to the grass i went. right into a long hole, running along-side the sidewalk i could not see until it was too late. my tire went into the hole, i went flying into the grass and then into the street, pulling my bike with me.
the guy came up and in some kind of drunken language tried to tell me how it wasn't his fault. i didn't care. i got up and just kept riding. my handle bars are barely crooked now.
but the burritos were awesome.
well, i don't know about taking woo shu (sp?) now. austin won't be able to do it.. maybe i'll do it without him.
tonight, pickin up food not bombs donations. maybe buying a cymbal, though i might save that joy for later.
on my way there, i was riding on the sidewalk down university. up ahead, there was a man and a woman, blocking the sidewalk. as i approached, they moved to the side to let me through. unfortunatetly, they didn't move the giant cart they were pushing while picking up cans. it blocked too much of the sidewalk. no problem, i thought, i'll just ride on this grass. to the grass i went. right into a long hole, running along-side the sidewalk i could not see until it was too late. my tire went into the hole, i went flying into the grass and then into the street, pulling my bike with me.
the guy came up and in some kind of drunken language tried to tell me how it wasn't his fault. i didn't care. i got up and just kept riding. my handle bars are barely crooked now.
but the burritos were awesome.
well, i don't know about taking woo shu (sp?) now. austin won't be able to do it.. maybe i'll do it without him.
tonight, pickin up food not bombs donations. maybe buying a cymbal, though i might save that joy for later.