1 big story vs. lots of little ones.

So I didn't keep up on this for a few days. Working on a new job, moved apartments, friend moved out west, had to ride some bikes and such. Here we go, in no order:

Colo, DMan, and myself went to wegmans for lunch. And we saw optimus prime.


Later on, a giant... something.. drove through monroe and clover. It hit the traffic lights very gently.


I saw an interesting unmarked cop car outside Max the other night. After walking up, and before the screensaver went on the laptop, I figured out what the hell it was. This car had two cameras on top, that took pictures of cars from behind and slight to the sides. The software on the screen before it went dark, explained: it uses the same techniques as new digital cameras: facial recognition - - licence plate recognition. SO they can read your tag at 80mph in the rain. And oh yeah, registrants name, address, phone, licence number, proper car model, other cars, other drivers, everything.
That scares the steez out of me, yet is so awesome, at the same time. damn.


One night, I came home to the Argyle, and sat on the porch. Then a goddamn skunk came strolling out of nowhere and walked up the steps. I freaked out and took a picture.

He walked under the porch, I waited, and then I ran like hell. I took the pic because no one would believe me.

We went to a little party of some friends we knew. Within ten minutes, a hardcore show broke out. God, nothing like realizing you're getting too old for something. I was just not that interested in fighting and throwing down against 12 dirty sweaty guys in a low-ceiling basement. There were two girls there, you can see her shoes if you look. But not justifiable.

Almost concurring moments later, it ended.




I like the gauge cluster on the newer Acuras.


I don't understand what BMW is thinking with these new shifters. It was bad enough on the column, now I have a joystick? Fairly futuristic... but like robots that brush your teeth for you.


My sister got a new apartment, its nice. The roof has a great view.


A while back one night out, we made a pyramid of PBR cans.


Tonight we did it again.


Hooray beer. Dettman, Kyle, and Russ rode the trike to lux. took them 35 minutes. Russ got his friend Jen out, she's new from Philly and rides. She left Lux to meet someone at Soho. Before she went to leave we offered to show her the trike wheelie. She didnt believe it could happen, so off we went, in front of many cameras and people. And then we snapped the axle. clean. Pop! She laughed and took off. Around 2am we had to figure out how to get the trike home. Best idea, since everyone else had a ride back, was for me to take my 6ft cable lock and hook it from my seat rail to the front of the trike. I threw gregs fixie onto the back of the trike and locked it down. Greg steered the crippled trike, and I provided the go power.



How ridiculous. Yes, more ridiculous than Greg and Sam dancing.

I'll be joining them on monday night.

Anyway, off we went on the trike. It was bad news for the first 100 yards. Then we got it figured out. We made it over to the busy part of monroe and decided we needed to get the hell off the main streets. Unfortunately we ended up on Pearl st, like near some street I dont even know... hoooooood... We decided to hustle outta there and made this left turn... well it aint easy with 7 wheels and only two people steering, and only one person pedalling or with a brake.

Please notice the location and angle of the seat on the white bike:


we swung wide, and smashed a cars sideview mirror clean off.

Speechless for the first twn seconds, greg and I suddenly were like, "HOLY SHIT!" and discussed, like brilliant drunk engineers, that there were absolutely no plastic or glass components on the trike, and therefore, there must have been an outside collision. I asked if we should stop, but we looked around, and decided to book it. Sorry to whomever's car that was, but insurance covers you against inadvertent acts of draco. I think.

In our sprint to escape the neighborhood, I screamed out "Right turn!" And there was some miscommunication. I meant, right, right now. and greg thought, right, in a little bit.

7 wheels, two brains, and miscommunication makes for certain doom.
I swung right, only to have the trike go straight. The cable between us went taught, whipping just the back of my bike completely sideways. not expecting this, I am nearly thrown. the trike, and greg, trying not to tip over, swing hard right now, and run over me and the bike. That finally took everything down. Must have been something to see.


Russ called Jen an hour later to see if she wanted to come to get some food with us. He swayed her by suggesting that said trip would "have adventure, because all of us would be there"...
5 minutes after picking her up, with everyone in the vehicle having had some sort of beverage early, we are getting pulled over. I'm driving. I'm fine, but I was having a good time with everyone... We were beeping at people and doing the "10 points!" bit. So the nervous confrontation went like this:
*beep beep swerve swerve... pass car, green light go!*
"Boy this cop sure wants to pass me.." *pulls over*
Cop stops too. Shitty...
Basically, the cop comes up after I've shut gregs car off. Officer asks, "Do you know why I stopped you?". I suggest that I was probably speeding. He asks "Do you know the speed limit around here?". I tell him no (I have lived in this specific area we are stopped in for about 9 years. Its a 30. I was probably doing 55.). "Well, its a 30mph zone". Damn. thats not good.
"How fast was I going officer?"
"30mph."
What the hell? I get my licence out. Officer friendly asks why the inspection was up two months ago. Death stare to Greg. I see the cracked windshield and I figure it out. I explain that its not my car. Officer wants to know why I'm driving. I told him I was 'just switching it up'... He comments about 'it must have been a while since you drove some nice wheels like this.'... I hand him my licence. He asks who we were beeping at back there.
Dirty boy memory pays off: "Oh, two friends. You saw them, right before the park at Harvard, short denim skirt with a white shirt on one, jeans and a red shirt on the other, brunettes... you know.."
...He asks how my licence is. I saw, "its totally clean, go check it out!"
...he does.
-- Back to the momentary panic inside the CRV. We just spent two hours drinking, and then an hour of riding, and we picked up a girl we barely knew to show her a fun time, its after 2am on a saturday night, right near the bars.
Officer walks back over. Hands me my licence.

"Ok guys, you're all set. Have a good night!"

Silence. Start car. Turn signal. Slow acceleration.
How the hell did that happen?!

;)