I came down with some sort of flu and stayed home from work on Friday. By Friday night, all I could stand to eat were crackers and N. bought me some Saltines. IT HAS BEEN A WHILE MY FRIEND.
Archive for January, 2007
Fixies
Nothing can bring N. to a boil more than when we are having a conversation on the street and a single gear bike rides by. The vast focus of attention that the bike demands of me forces me to become agitated and distant. Do I want a bike that seems terrifying to ride?
You can’t coast. You can’t break. Those are two things I really like about riding my bike. But it seems like it would travel well. And there’s not a lot to fix or maintain on it. People seem so happy when they are riding them. But then the idea of the bike seems stupid. But I would like to learn how to do a track stand.
Anyhow, here is a picture of a bike that I see all the time in the city (near the salad bar I don’t really like).
Shit Found in an Old Journal
Like I was saying: I was cleaning out the front closet, and I came across old letters and journals. Sometimes I get burdened by the process of remembering, and often I sweeten the past with this amazing tone that didn’t exist at the time.
One journal chronicled my overly dramatic yet simple and uneventful life during my second year in California (1998). I was extremely happy that I had taken the time back then to tape the photo into my little book. It shows me and my friend Nicole who I had met earlier in the year. Nearly ten years later she would make my wedding cake.
Epson Stylus Photo 1280
I was worried that my beloved but underused “photo” printer had passed its prime. That’s where the cleverly named company fixyourownprinter.com came to my rescue. $15 dollars later and my print heads were flushed and cleaned. No banding!
I am whole again.
