True Love in Bikerdom
I used to think bicycle seats caused some discomfort. I, also, used to think of my bike as a horse. (Or, perhaps, that was someone's influence...some confused fellow who tried to decide if my bike was a noble steed or a mare). But, no matter. I've found the solution to all my problems and the answer to all my intuition.
COLLEGE STUDENT SADDLES UP FOR CLASS
College student so-and-so awakened one blustery California morning, brushed his teeth, took a large saddle from the shed, and strapped it to his Cruiser. Yes, folks, I actually saw him on campus--bike, saddle, and all. No time for a picture. I simply thrust myself in his path and begged him to marry me.
posted by Narisilme @ 2:53 PM
5 Comments:
Hoorah! This reminds me of the unicyclist that goes around my campus. He doesn't have a saddle, but he rides that thing everywhere (barefoot, might I add) and is expert at riding uphill.
At last you found him!
Perhaps you're not giving enough credit to the "confused fellow...." He tried, and he didn't want to contradict any previous judgments made on that count.
But I wish I had seen the guy with the saddle. I'll keep an eye out for him tomorrow.
And Rachel--we have a unicyclist on our campus too. I haven't seen him this semester yet. But then again, I'm hardly ever out on campus. Locked away inside the PA building....
AJ
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Happy Chinese New Year!
this makes me smile so much. like SO much.
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