Another advantage of riding a bicycle: you can zoom right by the homeless people and they don’t even try bothering you. Far more effective than listening to my iPod. With an iPod, you have to be all “Oh, I’m sorry, I can’t hear you. I’m listening to my expensive iPod.” But when on a bike you zip right by before their forty-marinated brains have time to realize what’s going on.
Often times on a good hangover, I enjoy going to Eggspectations for a bloody mary. Problem was, I realized that hangover “brunch” always shifted into hangover “afternoon meal”. Sometimes as late as 4pm. I couldn’t bear having a breakfast drink in the afternoon. Something seemed very wrong about it. Wrong like Sobe selling out to Pepsi or like Christina Aguilara singing in Spanish.To remedy the situation, I demanded that Preston, David and I go to Eggspectations at 8am on Sunday. I was not a popular person. I was, however a persistent person. We arrived by 9, which is far better than I had expected. “One bloody mary, please.” But apparently, Montgomery County was one step ahead of me with a law that prevents people from being happy before 10. I don’t remember voting on this. I’m sure I didn’t.
We ate our food slowly, until ten o’clock.
Next step: tomato juice at Giant.
Yesterday at Starbucks I ordered a Doppio Con Panna, which is a double espresso with whipped cream. Most people probably don’t know that. Even fewer know how to spell that. However, you would think that people who worked at Starbucks could spell it somewhat properly. When I returned to work, I discovered that the cup I held in my hand showed written in a squiggly black marker: “Camp.”
I’ve learned a lot since I started using a bicycle as my primary transportation, particularly when it’s a folding bike:
- People talk to you. A lot. Most questions are either about the specifics of a folding bike: how much I paid for it, where I purchased it, etc. Some people even ask me random bike questions, like where the closest bike shop is.
- People stare. It can be awkward.
- The further into the suburbs I am the more oblivious drivers seem to be to my sharing a road with them. Suburbanites are angered and confused by the concept of their Tahoes and Escalades having to share the road with a 24 pound vehicle.
- Biking burns a lot of calories. Even in temperatures well below freezing I keep plenty warm with just a jacket and gloves. Pants and shoes were not mentioned because they are assumed.
- Everyone thinks I should install an electric motor.
Tonight while at CVS I intended to pick up some shower gel. However, they had the shower gel LOCKED IN A CABINET! Right next to the $30 tins of pomade and the expensive hair color kits that were sitting on an open shelf. I wasn’t about to hunt down an overworked retail employee who likely was not even carrying the key on them. Â I’ll pick it up when I go to Giant tomorrow.
After living successfully for over six months without owning a car, I decided that I finally need to purchase a bike so I can get around town quickly. Because my bus only allows a folding bike, and because only folding bikes are allowed on the bus and metro during rush hour, that’s the route I went.  Because of the wheel size and because of how low to the ground everything is, it is certainly not a good bike for distance, but so far it has proven to be useful for getting around.I am proud to report that my helmet does not mess up my hair as badly as I thought it would.  Looks like I won’t be needing a hairmet after all!
I have never purchased a pharmaceutical drug with a MySpace page before last night.  I’m trying to get sick just so I can see if it actually works.
This evening I was at Urban Outfitters, when I overheard a father tell his five-year-old daughter, “no dear, that book is for adults,” in reference to the book Penis Pokey which she had picked up. I am sure it looked appealing because it reminded her of that book for children that you stick your fingers through the finger holes to add dancing legs to the characters drawn on the thick card board.  Only with Penis Pokey, there is just one larger hole.  A few moments later when I looked over, the daughter was waiting by the stairs while her father was looking through the book.
So yesterday I ventured to CompUSA to see if I could get some good deals, since the entire chain is liquidating. Seeing all the signs everywhere for 10% to 30% off, I thought for sure I’d come out a winner. Armed with my trusty cell phone and amazon.com, I did some price comparison. CompUSA, as it turns out, was so overpriced that even their liquidation prices are no match for internet retailers. The entire time I was in the store, I never saw people walking around with merchandise they had selected to purchase even though the store was full. It was just full of people looking at prices, talking about how their stuff is still expensive.
No wonder their business went the way of Nobody Beats The Wiz. I’m just surprised it had lasted 23 years. I refuse to believe they survived solely on people who needed a serial PCI card the same day.
I just realized yesterday how old I’m getting when I couldn’t remember when toothpaste tubes were switched from aluminum to plastic. I attempted to save some sink space by rolling the bottom up, only to discover that the tube would not stay.
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