Big Wheels
I'm sick of the bus. It's noisy, and dirty, and because of the bus I have to take, I end up at work 1/2 hour early, and home 1/2 late. It might not seem like a big deal, but it is. It makes for a very long day. And, I might add, not a very nice start/end. The other day I watched a woman punch her husband in the throat, which of course proceeded into a loud verbal argument in the middle of the street. Well, I guess so... I think I'd want to fight too, if someone punched me on the throat. And then there's the man with all the "flare"... It's never ending, really.
Imagine if they made Big Wheels for adults?! How great would that be?! Now there was a sweet ride. When I was little I had a Strawberry Shortcake Big Wheel, and Ryan Furlong and I would ride them back and forth across the street. His was a Hot Wheel's Big Wheel, and I coveted it. Ooo, it looked so slick and "Night Rider-ish."
If I had a Big Wheel now I'd drive it everywhere.
5 comments:
Big wheels I rolled over a neighbour kid once with one. the irony was, it was his! good times.
Screw the bus, save $60 and walk. If I can make it to mine in half an hour you shouldn't take more than an hour. multiply how long it takes on the bus by how pissed off by it you are and divide by a pleasant walk 2x a day plus exercise and stress burning benifits and you'll see walking makes sense. OR ride a bike.
w, by the way
Bike it, yo! If you can keep your bike in your office, that is. You could race W to work every day. With your multiple gear advantage you'd win every time!
I concur about movie night--and I'm totally taking kickboxing again in the fall. Do it!!
S
Doooo iiit!
Yay, kickboxing, it will be utterly unlike oldtimes since it will much better! Why? because we will be older and more inflexible and not have to do papers andshit right after.
I'm on desk and I can see wedding pictures being taken outside on the hill north of rutherford white dress and tuxedoed little'uns running about. it is super windy, i keep expecting the bride to be swept away, her chiffon acting like a huge sail.
ciao
w
Where have you gone, oh Shoes?? We need your blog to survive the day-to-day.
love,
Pants
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