Tif and I went down to a local bike shop and I laid my money down. When my bike arrives I'll take down all the crazy accessories that I have so the bike shop guys can install them correctly. I already have my bike carrier, it hooks to the trailer hitch on DEERSLAYER (my silver Pontiac Vibe). Once my bike is all assembled, I'll take an actual picture and post it here. No one can tell me what the tank bell sounds like on my bike. The closest is a guy on the phone at the bike shop said that it's annoying and electronic sounding. I may end up buying a horn anyway. If I did it'd be one of these:
Suddenly there is a knock at the door.
Our Intrepid Hero turns and faces stage right.
Hero "Just a moment, I'm coming"
Dog runs in circles excited to have a visitor.
Our Hero crosses the room and unlocks the door.
Door opens to reveal a tattooed delivery man holding a package.
Dog "Hruff!"
Hero "Cool Beans!"
Hero steps outside and signs for package.
Delivery Man reads signature.
Delivery Man "David?"
Hero "Yep! ROCK ON, I was hoping these would come today!"
Hero steps back inside and carries the package back to the couch with trembling hands.
Dog races Our Hero across the room and jumps up on the sofa.
Our Intrepid Hero sits down & picks up his laptop and resumes blogging about his new bike...
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I love getting packages delivered to my house. If you're forgetful it's like a suprise Birthday Gift!
The only things I have been dissapointed with are the bicycle flag and pole & the lockable bike rack box. I didn't notice some rust and missing chrome on the flag pole in the ebay picture. The lockable bike box arrived as grey/black instead of black and there was a scuff in the plastic top during shipping. ELVIS said 'TCB" = David sez "NBD"Get it? Get it? If I have to explain the joke then I have failed. Shuffles off stage left...
THE STARS AT NIGHT! ARE BIG AND BRIGHT! ::CLAP::CLAP::CLAP::CLAP:: DEEP IN THE HEART OF TEXAS!
yes that's correct faithful reader, i'm at the ranch it is impossibly hot and still here (and annoyingly) the trees in the distance are swaying in a breeze the tree i'm sitting under is calm the only clue that there is life on this ranch is the rattling of the cicadas further up in the branches of this tree that's not true, i can hear dogs barking at a kitten that had the nerve to try and come inside through THEIR doggie-door they use it as an excuse to chase the offender away they really only like cats when they run so they can chase them what can i say, they are dogs mom sold off all her cattle and goats now the hillside pasture is going to weeds really really fast she had her friends bring over some goats one billy and 5 nannies oh, and Osama Bin Llama he's a llama he travels with the miniature herd and keeps them safe from harm so i thought large flightless birds were scary the llama looks down on me and is easily TWICE the weight of the emus rut ruh what do llamas want that only i can provide ha i end up spending 45 minutes standing in the blistering shade hand feeding a llama horse pellets llamas have tiny narrow mouths and are very delicate as they remove the feed from your cupped hand and messy Osama drops easily half of what he tries to eat it's funny now i have hand fed a lion a tiger a bear a giraffe a camel and a llama i should put this on my resume...
Tif announces that she wants a SLURPEE. So we put our shoes on and motor down the street and grab a bite to eat at Mickey Dee's. We both have Double Hamburger Extra Value meals, Tif without onions, mine with extra (it's The Circle Of Life). Then we hop diagonally across the intersection to the closest 7-ELEVEN for the before mentioned libations. On the way home we stop at our local Public Library to pick up some reading material and a couple of movies for later on. Later on (::wink::) we are sitting on Tif's couch watching John Cusack woo his lady love in SAY ANYTHING. Mickey Dee's digested. SLURPEE's turning syrupy. Our books await. And I love Tiffany!
