Monday, November 20, 2006
So, I was coming home from my friends house the other night and I'm pretty sure I wasn't imagining this thing I saw... It was late and I did have a couple of beers but I'm sure it wasn't in my head.
Keep in mind I live in the middle of a city. I was about to cross the street when two young guys came riding by on bicycles. No big deal right? Wrong. One was on a regular bike but the other one was on a circus bike. You know what I mean? Like, a real life, tall, weird looking bike with big wheels. I shit you not. I was so surprised and confused I almost tripped and fell on my ass.
Who owns those things? Where would you store it? How do you even get on it? The seat must be like 8 feet high. How do you learn to ride one of those things? Maybe growing up his dad was like, "Son it's time for you to learn how to ride a bike." But he was all, "But Dad regular bikes are BOOORING...." So his Dad when out and got the most different bike he could find. It just happened to be one that Carnies learn on and that if you fell off of you might die. But I guess to each their own...
As for me I think I'll just stick to a regular bike or even better my boring little car because who wants to look like they come from the circus?
La, La, Later,
Want-be Carney (Erica-the-outrageous) - that would be my stage name obviously because I'm crazy cool... Haha...