As if people can't get any stupider:

I got back on the "horse" tonight, and did 30, but on he wat home in the dark, I pass a guy with get this....On a bike...Talking ON A CELL PHONE with 2 fishing poles with hooks a swinging!!!!!!!!!!!!

I know you are wondering what I said:

"Listen Dude...You are gonna KILL someone with THAT rig, and I don't want it to be me. Get OFF the damn phone and STOW those fucking hooks before someone gets hurt!"

It was cathartic!

I fixed the link to the "Tribute to a Serious Inline skater".

http://twolf1920.blogspot.com/2006/03/tribute-to-serious-inline-skating.html

Read the 2 previous Posts, then link to this one!

As for my previous post on "The Duality of a Bicyclist" I have made a modification to my attitude:

If someone by either direct action or the LACK thereof puts me, themselves, or their PETS in danger, I shall tell them LOUDLY where their fault lies. If that hurts their precious feelings I don't give a rats ass, nor will I care one whit.

I do however have some bactine for thier fucking feelings! I figure their feelings don't make help my headache that hasn't gone away for 3 days, nor do they pay my doctor or bike repair bills.

NUFF SAID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

http://twolf1920.blogspot.com/2006/03/tribute-to-serious-inline-skating.html


There is a reason this link is here. Please go back and read it. I am a FORTUNATE bastard as I have survived an accident that should have killed me.

Heres the lowdown:

Monday eve, I was biking down my usual path. No wind. I was FLYING, and very happy to be doing so. I was 1/4 mile away from my house when I happened upon the park that the path leads me by, and there were people with dogs WITHOUT LEASHES ON running around.

I saw them. I slowed down.

It didn't matter. A large pooch slid unmder my front wheel causing me to skid my backl wheel out. This in turn whipped my head into the blacktop...HARD. My helmet was destroyed-Cracked in 7 places and the band broke off in 3 places.

I was wearing my helmet. It saved my life, or at LEAST from eating food through a straw, and speaking gibberish while slobbering on the nurse that would be feeding me and changing my diapers for the rest of my life.

I have been having short term memory loss, and am having a hard time reacting to things quickly, not to mention a bad headache, and bruises all over, but I AM ALIVE, and basically coherant.

The reason I am wearing a helmet now was the recent and tragic death of Carl Comperoni at the Metrodome. (See the Above Link) I was there that day without a helmet on. I have worn one ever since.

Thanks Carl. Your death DID save one life. I will never forget it!

The duality of a Bicyclist

So I am doing my normal 20 mile run, and I have a set route I take. I KNOW where all the "danger Zones" are-IE Blind corners on the paths, Parkways where the motorists act like pricks, etc. Heres some situations where my "Duality" comes into play. Meaning my "Hardcore Bicylist" side, and my regular "Human" side.

My "hardcore Side" has very little patience. My "Human Side" has much more, but lately being that my time and $ are sacred, my "hardcore side" has been "coming out" much more than usual. Here are some examples:

I am approaching a blind corner in a narrow bike path corridor, so I slow down, because usually this is where accidents can happen fast. Sure enough, heres grandpa and grandma rounding the corner with big ol gramps barreling toward me. Heres what my human side would say:

"Whoops-Heads up there big guy! Be careful going around these corners. They are dangerous!"

Heres what Hardcore Biker DID say: :"Heads up! I said HEADS UP!!!!! Stay on your side Dammit! Thats how people get hurt!!!"

I suppose I could have been nicer right? Problem is, I know the route so well, and have at LEAST 2-5 Near misses each week, and its always some jokers on the wrong side that almost kills me. BUT

I forgot how many mistakes I made when I first started biking. I need to remember that not everyone is into it as much as I am!