At least the sign is good for something. Something like a bike rack. Something to lock up to since they took out all the parking meters and painted a bike lane.
Traffic is light not because of the holiday but because everyone lost their jobs.
Form follows function but may not be in fashion. With the haircut came the tighter pants and the belt. A belt so obviously not necessary because the pants were so fucking tight. The shoes. The hat. The hoodie. The riser bar hacked down to the size of two Oury grips. That’s right. Omak track bikes. Moses Lake fixie kids. Alley Cats in Walla Walla. It’s 2003 again. All over everywhere again.
Technically sound. Efficient. Well done all in all.
lacking emotion. The absence of passion.
feels like a textbook.
It sounds like the piano player at Two Union
A feral cat lapping up rancid fat
copy that
10-4
Did you say high functioning alcoholic?
No, I said highly functioning autistic.
mud in your
eye bit off more than I could
choo-choo training
bra strap
on Steely Dan
B-sides the obvious
They say you can’t take it with you
They say come and get it right away
They say it had to be there yesterday
They say tomorrows another day
They say are you on a bicycle?
copy that
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