Went to Houston on Friday to pick up a bike I bought from my friend Jason. A killer 1980s steel framed Centurion mixte — made by Samurai warriors in Japan.
On the way down I stopped for gas and got these. Muy delicioso!
Here’s the northbound traffic I was driving past on I-45 — it was like this all the way between Conroe and Houston — 20 miles or so of grid-frickin’-lock. This is why this country, and Houston in particular, are in for some serious petroleum detox in coming years.
Here are my friend Jason’s cats. I love cats.
And finally, here is the new bike, at home. It is way fast — amazing for a single speed. Quiet. Ninja quiet.
I spent about $60 on gasoline to go get the bike. I will make that up very quickly in gas saved using this bike for commuting and errands. It already has a nice rack and quick-release rack basket.
No mention of hooking with your cool friends at the Houston Skatepark. I will now go back in time and ignore you.
Nice rack, Bob!