Sunday, June 1, 2008

I Wouldn't Sell My Bike for All the Money in the World. Not for a Hundred Million, Billion, Trillion Dollars! Pee-wee Herman


I'm kind of bummed out today. Linda picked up her bike from the tune-up man yesterday. I was looking forward to being able to ride around in the front basket, Toto style. She has this expensive bike, in fact... it is the same bike Prez Bush has. It won't accommodate anything hanging on the handle bars. No worries though, after searching the net for an alternative, I found this! I almost like it better because I have an unobstructed view. I better get a pair of the padded bike shorts so my bottom does not get sore from bouncing around.