Evil: It's at Zebulon's in Petaluma
That's not actually the title of this post--it's just a message about where I'm reading 9/27. Zebulon's Lounge in Petaluma.
Yesterday I rode the bum bike to the bank and the video store. I decided to call it Danger Bike because it rides so dicey. I had cowboy boots and boot-cut pants on, which is pretty dumb sportswear for bike-riding, but on Danger Bike it works because Danger Bike is not about safety. I rode around in the gravel and trash and crap in the parking lot behind Albertson's and Ross. I feel kinda safe on Danger Bike because it used to belong to a bum, and I think it throws off bum vibes--like "don't mess with me" vibes.
Today I may not ride the bike. I'll run instead. I need to write a lot today, just to make myself feel like the day was worth it. So this is the start of the writing, like a warm-up. Off to fry bigger fish now.
Yesterday I rode the bum bike to the bank and the video store. I decided to call it Danger Bike because it rides so dicey. I had cowboy boots and boot-cut pants on, which is pretty dumb sportswear for bike-riding, but on Danger Bike it works because Danger Bike is not about safety. I rode around in the gravel and trash and crap in the parking lot behind Albertson's and Ross. I feel kinda safe on Danger Bike because it used to belong to a bum, and I think it throws off bum vibes--like "don't mess with me" vibes.
Today I may not ride the bike. I'll run instead. I need to write a lot today, just to make myself feel like the day was worth it. So this is the start of the writing, like a warm-up. Off to fry bigger fish now.
posted by Lefty at 10:24 AM
1 Comments:
cool, thanks. might check it out.
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