We're pathologically social. We're professional leisurists. We're burrito lovers, bar flies, art whores and music nerds. We dish the good dirt, and we'll risk a parking ticket for a cheap sample sale. Sometimes, we blog drunk.
Me, a biker chick?
I was on the phone with Jimmy, who works at the Hive Gallery downtown, about the art walk this Thursday. Apparently, folks get on their bikes as a swarm to tour all the radastic galleries, and the Hive usually ends up as the destinaton at the end of the night. This of course, has me dreaming up pretty scenes of me and a bike, joining the gallery tour, then bonding on secret pathways all over the city.
..Me and my bike, stopping for a picnic on the grass, me and my bike, hitting the Bicycle Kitchen for a tune up, spending the afternoon laughing in the grass, me and my bike, sharing an inside joke. My bike would leave me comments on Myspace that only I would get, and at Christmas we'd bake cookies.
Should I just buy one? Should I troll the bike ads, looking for my, um, sole mate?
Seriously, how cute is this?
Miss Alie Ward
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