Alliterative Afternoon
I have a bike -- and a boyfriend! I hereby dub the boyfriend Renaissance Man. Name for the bike? Um, well, I don't normally name my stuff. Not since I named my last doll as a kid.
To learn more about Renaissance Man, give me a call. I tend not to publish too much relationship stuff on the web.
The bike? It's bright red with mildly knobby tires suited to city streets. It even has a small wire basket in the front (perfect for a purse or some other light, random object). It's new to me but not so new. *phobean* and her boy helped me check it out (thanks!) a week ago and I finally got to test ride it today. It felt great! Now I just need to buy a U lock and a cable and a helmet . . . .
To learn more about Renaissance Man, give me a call. I tend not to publish too much relationship stuff on the web.
The bike? It's bright red with mildly knobby tires suited to city streets. It even has a small wire basket in the front (perfect for a purse or some other light, random object). It's new to me but not so new. *phobean* and her boy helped me check it out (thanks!) a week ago and I finally got to test ride it today. It felt great! Now I just need to buy a U lock and a cable and a helmet . . . .