Today while waiting for the bus downtown I saw an older oriental fellow riding a nice bike, he was
smiling. I couldn't help but smile back at him.... but the bus behind him - wow, had I not been
waiting for "that" bus it probably would have hit him. The driver of the bus said it was too much
paper work if he hit it, but that if I had jumped in front of the bike and smacked him he would have
got out and helped me beat him up....
Then i get on the bus, mindlessly staring out the window for about 10 blocks and there is a bike
laying on a sidwalk, right there on the cornor - people walking around it, lovely black sleek
looking thing, wheels, handlebars, pedals, all there, seriously tempted to get off the bus and pick
it up. I wonder if it is still there.
take care Liz