In article .com,
writes:
On Nov 10, 2:58 pm, wrote:
Here are some pictures of the result of a small fall i had last weekhttp://picasaweb.google.com/cyclingthings/Bikes
going to fast on a wet road and trying to avoid a car going up hill.
do not let this discourage you, riding bikes is the best thing in the
world

Right. "Stay upright" is good advice. And if you fall, get up.
Keep riding.

If necessary, self-medicate.

Necessity, of course, being deemed by the subject.

Trauma from falls requires analgesics, much
hair-stroking, smoochie, "I care so much" TLC
from one's SO (sympathy nookie ain't so bad,)
and a big bowlful of chocolate/strawberry swirl
ice cream. And a 26er of at least chilled vodka.
And some Roxy Music tunes, and some Gold Seal hash.
But then the hash makes you hungry and you have
to order something in -- maybe a whack of goat
vindaloo, or Buffalo shrimp, or the best deli
platter so far invented. So you've gotta put off
the symathy nookie to wait for the guy to knock on
your door with your phone-in order. Instead of
indulging in something nice, you find yourself
twiddling your thumbs while watching Lou Dobbs
or some other dumb thing.

And the delivery guy's gonna expect a tip, while
you're going knock-knee'd from blueballs, and
you're still gritting your teeth against the pain
of road rash. And the delivery guy's a gang member,
and now he remembers your address, your phone number,
and the size of your tip (if any.) And when you and
your SO finally get to mange out, she suddenly gets
sleepy, crashes, and becomes this unapproachable,
untouchable object taking up as much space in your
queen sized as a sea lion, snoring her head off,
blissfully entrenched in Never-Ever-Land.

Life's a proper bitch.

And falling off a bike can be expensive and
fruitless.

These are your brains.
These are your brains on a bike.
Get the message?
Don't fall off your bike.


cheers, & brains -- stew 'em w/ onions & calf kidneys,
don't fry 'em,
Tom

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