Sneezin' and Freezin'
Not as good as Drivin' and Cryin'. My allergies have been hideous. I've been pretty miserable lately, spending very little time outside, even overdosing on Wal-itin. And now, just in time for zombie-jesus day and the celebration of spring and already four weeks into mowing season, it is 37 mother effing degrees outside so that when I go outside, my eyes water from the pollen and then they freeze. So, of course, I bought a bike:
I won it on ebay with a last second bid this morning. I arranged to meet the guy and swap cash for wheels and he told me to meet him at the Taco Bell on Gallatin. I didn't think he meant the one right near my house, since that's far from where he lives. I tried looking on the Internet to see if there were more than one Taco Bell on Gallatin, and sho'nuf, there are three. So I went to the one nearest where he lives, since that's what I'd offered. I got there after stopping at the ATM, and then waited for him to show up. He didn't show, so I called him. Turns out he was at the FOURTH Taco Bell on Gallatin Road, so we met at the Waffle House in between.
I got it home, put pedals on it, pumped up the tires, and rode it for about 30 feet under the canopy of hickory trees and icicles before my eyes were swollen and frozen shut. I will ride that bike one day. Not today. Or tomorrow.
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