Tuesday, September 18, 2007

i wrecked my bike on the way to work. fortunately my face broke my fall. a stupid white guy was jogging by while i was on the ground with a broken helmet, a broken bike, broken sunglasses, and he made eye contact and kept going, even though there was no one else around on foot on rock creek parkway. then this latino guy named jorge in a bulldozer asked me what happened because i was dragging my bike down the trail with a scuffed face. he got down and fixed my tired so it would spin and i could push the bicicleta. the giant egg on my head doesn't hurt so maybe it never will.

5 Comments:

Blogger anne said...

I love how this says "he got down and fixed my tired so it would spin."

I totally want someone to fix my tired.

I want my tired to spin.

Anne

(sorry you had to go through a bike accident to get this wonderful phrase & here is to non-hurting eggs)

10:05 AM  
Blogger Reen said...

Eek! I am sorry that you are growing large eggs. Perhaps the Goddess Athena will spring, fully formed, from your noggin.

12:08 PM  
Blogger Ryan W. said...

owwwch.

8:23 PM  
Blogger bender said...

oh no. eggs are character-building?

5:52 PM  
Blogger bender said...

thank you for blogging more even if you have to fuck up yr wonton visage.

5:54 PM  

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