And so, my car is gone. It's better for her, I suppose- she'll get fixed now, and repainted from all the scratches and bumps that come from being Car to someone with as little regard for curbs, bushes, and other stationary objects as me. But still, it was sad.
Then I went to three different bike shops, and this is what I found out: San Francisco is out of bicycles. The bike warehouse is out of bikes. They can't even order bikes, because production is set a year ahead and noone expected these gas prices a year ago, so they didn't MAKE enough bikes this year. In other words, there is a fucking bike shortage. It's Craigslist for me, I guess. Oh well. I really like the way the older cruisers look anyhow, and I'll just fuck it up. I really want something super cool, of course. My last visit to Portland made me hella jealous of my exes' chopper, but I'm not really at that point yet.
In the meantime- here's me with Barbie Doll crotch!
Then I went to three different bike shops, and this is what I found out: San Francisco is out of bicycles. The bike warehouse is out of bikes. They can't even order bikes, because production is set a year ahead and noone expected these gas prices a year ago, so they didn't MAKE enough bikes this year. In other words, there is a fucking bike shortage. It's Craigslist for me, I guess. Oh well. I really like the way the older cruisers look anyhow, and I'll just fuck it up. I really want something super cool, of course. My last visit to Portland made me hella jealous of my exes' chopper, but I'm not really at that point yet.
In the meantime- here's me with Barbie Doll crotch!

















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