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TODAY... I was riding my bike to work like every morning, but this time I was fortunate enough to have to other cyclists riding with me. None of us knew each other, but I think we all agreed without saying a word that it would be safer for us to ride together, so we continued in a nice single file line down Rowena to Fletcher. As we headed down Rowena a couple was walking in the opposite direction and the guy yelled, "What is this? A fucking bike parade?!"
Once again... there were THREE cyclists total. THREE.
TODAY... I was riding up Glendale, and a mean, scary man yelled from the window of his car, "Get the FUCK off the road!" while giving me the finger. Then he swerved his car towards my bike, but he missed me!
TODAY the aged hippy that works at my office on occasion saw me come out of the elevator (with bike) and says "Hey! It's bike girl! Hey you know what I found in my garage? A Colnago bike. I bet it's worth $3000. I should give it to you." and I say "uh... yeah... you should."
today... somebody started a thread....yup thats three bikes in my kitchen, i found that i could not ride all three at the same time, all of my illegal neighbors where laughing at me about 3, yes count them, three minutes ago, and three doors where open, with three kids, watching, me make a funny fool of my self, by the way i'm out the door in three minutes.
Today, I was procrastinating, cleaning the house befor leaving for work, then I used my sudsy hand to slap myself in the face and said "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!? You get to ride your bike to work now... and it is beautiful outside! GO NOW!" Then I sent BF an e-mail saying *Muah* then I had the prettiest ride to work! HA!
Today, whilst rocketing down Bear Valley towards work, I ran over a full bottle of Okie-Cola!!
It then popped from under my wheel, flew into the rust-bucket rolling near me, guy driving the rust-bucket threw it back at me, but it hit a ricer instead.
So I hauled ass, ran the red, and nearly crashed near Target after
gawking a hottie in Range Rover.
Oh, and I counted THREE, different cyclists since last Tuesday, on the road.
Today, I reluctantly awoke and gazed at my bike. I cleaned it, as it was dirty and had Ojai dirt on it. I then proceeded to riding outside for a while.
While I was minding my own business in the park near my house, a 5 foot tall woman, with bad acne, peroxide/bleached hair with black roots, and a girth befitting of a linebacker decided to to yell at me the following:
"You betta quit starin' me down cuz ain't nothin witchu gon' happen."
Her: "I don't get down like that. You best quit starin"
She proceeded to walk away, talkin' out her neck. At least she didn't see me fall off my bike and laugh on the floor.
TODAY...well, last night actually, I got a flat two miles from home at 11pm. Switched out to my good spare under very poor street lighting, and got another flat one mile from home. I walked the last mile. Two flats in one mile. 2+1=three. Yes, THREE.
toay, well as it's seven in the morning, and I'm still awake, anyway, so yesterday riding home from my studio I passed two other people who were riding with a trailer on the back of one of the bikes, all three people (the trailer contained a kid) looked at me funny as I ran the stop sign in front of them, while riding no hands and smoking out of my one hitter...
We all know that riding in a group is safer than riding solo.
I am surprised no one has organized a ride to work ride.
Everyone meets at some location, once a week (or more) and they all ride to work. Then after work they meet at a location and ride home together.
Today, as In just now, I realized the image on the bike boom site is a derailleur.
Now I've been visiting that site off and on since December, and I've always spent about thee nano seconds looking at the image before my mind moves on and before today I had written it off as some vintage film equiptment or 'something' leaning heavily towards the 'something'
Until BAM today it just hits me like a locomotive with the words 'YOU'RE AN IDIOT" emblazoned upon the cattle catcher. I'd like to say this lapse was due to my high level of annoyance with derailleurs thus my cool guy fixed gear I ride, but I'm not sure that really cuts it as an excuse.
oh yeh and as I was locking my bike up in Downtown sd this guy rides by and shouts " I hope it gets stolen"
Today, I rode home without lots of energy. The wind did a great job at pulling me backwards and at times to the sides and forward. Riding my bike when tired and arriving faster than thought possible: truly ideal.
Today I recharged my one extra camera battery and left ruinedbyidiots a note that I may be there wednesday night and not to fret it. I'll get it next time we see each other. Oh yea, and TODAY I spit on my expensive car, hopped on my bike, and rode to work.
I biked home from my part time job on bruiser the cruiser and I was wearing my low heels with green hearts (for business casual-ness, love, and st. pattys day) and while stopped at a red light the passenger in a car in the left hand turn lane rolled down her window and said "Awesome".
I like TODAY.
Today on my way to work, thru 2nd St. tunnel, a car behind me was honking. I moved to the center of my lane because I was kinda to the right. They kept honking. I didn't speed up or move over, just kept my pace and when we got to the light I told the car I suspected as the "honker" to check out the part of the CVC that entitles bikes full use of the lane... yadda yadda. But, the car I suspected to be the "honker" was actually a couple of bike couriers (driving though!) who unbeknownst to me, already yelled at the real "honker" I guess they kinda looked like couriers, sans the bikes... anyway, that was nice of them. =)