Tumble
August 02, 2005
When biking to work on a sweaty Tuesday morning, nothing beats the sensation of crashing against the pavement at the corner of Erb and King while a dozen SUV drivers point at you and laugh. It feels better than sex. The blood on my sleaves was definitely worth it.
Posted by Tudor at 10:40 AM in Various Positions | TrackBackOwww….. I hope you’re OK. I say we have a national “piss on an SUV day” Anyone who drives one should be able to afford to clean it up anyway.
What, no pictures? ;)
Posted by: martin on August 02, 2005 at 01:13 PMI agree. Maybe even flaming dung bombs. Those are the most useless monuments to tacky human waste… Much like the usual sort of person who drives them. The ones that aren’t tacky human waste are merely oblivious and self-centered. Bleh. I’ll stop now. The subject of SUVs is somewhat touchy.
Posted by: spindriftdancer on August 02, 2005 at 02:59 PMWell, given my vehicle, we all know what I think of SUVs.
As for falling off of the bike, well that plain old stinks, Tudor. Sorry to hear that :(
I used to live in terror that I was going to take a tumble, but I’ve mostly given up on caring in the last few months. Rather go for the glory and end up covered in blood and mud instead of saying “well, I didn’t try…”
Of course, I haven’t really TESTED this theory as far as I could have, so maybe I should just shut up now.
remember that morning, stoped at the lights at university and fisherhalman?
that may or may not have been me passing you. i wish i had of biked it.
Posted by: jim on August 03, 2005 at 02:38 PMthat was you in the WLUSU van that morning?! shit, small world. because of the dark windows I couldn’t see in the van too well.
Posted by: Tudor on August 03, 2005 at 02:43 PM