Bikewank! First (real) day of winter edition

[oddmonster]

In which our intrepid heroine takes on an army of bitey, stinging ice pellets!

Comments

[little_tristan]

This is probably just me, but the only way that could possibly be better and more gratitude worthy would be if you were actually riding a horse to work. I've long dreamed of that. (True story: Anna Sewell, author of Black Beauty, couldn't walk and went everywhere in a little one person pony cart.)

But biking in ICE PELLETS (that is cute) sounds like fun, too. :)

[oddmonster]

Amusingly, I am terrified of horses, and would have to ride itwith my eyes closed, possibly screaming the whole time. It's a toss up as to who'd be more grateful when the ride ended, me or the horse.

How do you know random facts about the author of Black Beauty?

[little_tristan]

It's probably a little bit wrong how much I know about Anna Sewell. It's just one of my favorite books, and she never wrote another one so she always seemed mysterious to me. Also, she tops my list of authors who got hosed, having sold all the rights to the manuscript for ten pounds, so while it became a huge hit during her life time, she never made a penny

[catyah]

**What? Doesn't everyone's brain work like this?

Of course, I don't see why they shouldn't.

Also, I join you in awe at L_T's knowlege of the life of Anna Sewell.

[oddmonster]

I'm actually super relieved that everyone's joining me on this topic, because I swear for the longest time, I was convinced I'm the only one who sees words and thinks, "Ooh. Now that's just purdy."

[tinx_r]

Deathwish. That is all.

[oddmonster]

I know, dude, what the the hell were you thinking? Tsk tsk.

Riding a b'icicle

[regisjean]

Haven't I read somewhere «I'd like to pretend that some day I might post about something other than books but let's be honest: that's never gonna happen», if I dare borrow these snippy manners of mine from your Vermont's sneaky introduction of a winter? Ah! summer oaths... (lol)

Bicycles, even b'icicled, are awfully fine to ride even on ice with their high wheels and light weight, with the possibility of catching up balance by putting down a foot on the ground in the curves. But, I agree, the glitch is the windchill factor. One fall I end the head overall plastered by frost egrets to the point of looking like a snowman's one. And so frozen were my hands I coulnd't handle my key to open the gate of the garage!

[I know : the b'icicle is a 'threefold minded' joke (threshold as well of a one), if you ever needed to be sure about, as I'm certain you haven't had the least need of a hint about from the start of my mean intentions, if doubting my awkward way of writing the tongue of Shakespeare. That's not me who wrote down : «Bikewank!» -

Very funny. :)

[oddmonster]

I like that: b'icicle. That made me laugh.

Well, I'm sorry to hear about your fall, and I have to agree, winter biking requires doing away with clipless pedals for the season so you can get a foot down before you get a faceful of snow. Studded tires also, are pretty much mandatory for snow on the ground. But yes, windchill is the killer. I find if you can keep your hands, feet and face warm in the wind, winter biking really isn't that bad at all. I kind of happen to love it! (In case you couldn't tell :)

And good catch on the threat to never deviate from book reviews on this journal. It had to happen eventually.

Sea gulls of the snow

[regisjean]

Your title said : «winter edition», so that was rather mean from me, I apologize, not to give you the credit of making literature even when b'icicling the white open pages of wintry snowy streets. For necessarily a book should have been made from black male tracks on white female skin of a page, if not left blank of a meaning...

De neige mouettes
Mes pas encrage du noir
- Oh! qui le saura

[Sea gulls of the snow
My tracks but inks of the black
- Oh! who that will know]