once again...

another fun fixie ride home from school. getting there was o.k., nothing note worthy. but coming home was fun.

heading home behind parmatown mall, and a jerk pulls out right next to me in his big f-one fifty. great. so i pull up behind him, and pull off my track stand that is just getting better. i inch forward. i inch back. inch forward to the left. inch back. inch forward to the right. inch back. but then i lost it. good stand though. so i grabbed some water, like i meant to do that.

zipped by the police station, and a woman passed me with two boys in the back. they were around seven/eight. the kids were checking me out. we pull up to a light, and i get out on the horns to slow down, but then the light turns green and i take off with the stange (she was driving a p.o.s. mustang). next light. red. she's turning right. the boys are still checking me out. i look behind me to see what is going on. light turns green, and i sweep out to the left. in a violent manner. bust ass pass the light, and she goes right, and those kids are still checking me out. was i an arse because of the kids? sure. give them something exciting to check out, because you know it's not that stange.

up over the hill in front of parma senior high. ah, the old alma mater. graduation day. crap. a lot of traffic. pull off a long skid. nice. stop and go in front of the school. everybody is trying to get out. i pull up behind a yellow truck. one of those small pick-ups. i notice a couple of high school girls in it. well we pull up to a cross street, and we aren't going anywhere. so she lets a car out. i'm pulling off my track stand. i notice the traffic begins. well, she looks at me through her rear view. smiles. and lets a couple more cars out. i'm not playing this. i pull around her. she begins to go. i start laughing, and call her a 'dip shit'. it was all in good fun.

great track stands. great skids.

take care, and enjoy the day...