I saw this image from DCist. It's awesome. (For those of you who don't know, we passes a very bigoted constitutional amendment in VA that not only bans gay marriage, but also bans unions with the same rights as marriage.)
OK, one more thing about voting: This story is pretty much awesome.
Moving on... I started a six-week class in bicycle maintenance at Capitol Hill Bikes tonight. I'm going to overhaul my (formerly stolen and retrieved) blue cruiser bike and learn a lot in the process. I was kinda hoping there'd be some cute biker girls in the class, but no luck. A bunch of tools (not the bike kind), two crabby old yuppie ladies, and me. But the mechanics teaching the course are pretty nice. I was worried, as bike mechanics can be kind of snobby and clickish and sometimes I want to whack them in the head with a pedal wrench. But these guys were pretty good. Anyway, I can't wait for all of these yuppies to bring in their Kestrels and Litespeeds, and I'll bring in that blue steel piece of crap! I guarantee the mechanics are going to love it to death.
Oh, so the fun story of the evening is that about an hour into the class, one of the three mechanics has to go get something from his car. So he walks to the front of the store, then comes back and asks the other mechanics if they have keys to the front door. None of them do, so we're actually locked into the store. (There's gotta be some kind of fire code violation there...) So, they have to call the owner, who has to drive all the way back. At one point, the front door opens, the someone throws some keys on the floor and goes back out the front door. Guess they weren't happy about having to come back.
Anyway, I was thinking maybe we would be stuck locked into the bike store for a while... Like when Bo and Luke Duke get stuck in the airtight vault at the bank... Or when Jamie and Paul get stuck in the stairwell in Mad About You. For a moment I thought we might be stuck there so long that one of us would end up being eaten. But we got out ok. And they had a few stashes of energy bars that probably would have delayed the necessity of cannibalism.
3 comments:
In my experience, you jump right into the cannibalism and save the energy bars for breaking up the monotony of eating human flesh. Its suprisingly bland.
-Mike
Ok, that guy destroying the poll machine with a metal cat is just about the greatest thing I've ever read. I can just imagine what was going through his head..."technology....must....die!" Man, my bike sure needs fixin'. I wonder if there's a class around my neck of the woods.
What do you mean? Human flesh is delicious. It tastes just like bacon!
I'm so sure that NYC has a decent bike store w a maintenance class that if they don't, I'll buy you a bike. Although, FYI, my class is $100... So not necessarily the economical way to go for a single repair, which the shop will probably do for less than that. And don't forget to include the probability that you will end up locked in a bike store and eaten alive by your classmates as the norms of your social group deteriorate after several weeks of confinement.
T
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