Blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon.  Monday,
July 31, 2006  I keep wrecking my stupid bike.  I'm not a clumsy
person by nature, but I've wrecked my bike twice in the past two
weeks---breaking a six year record in my biking history.  As you
can see from the picture to the right, my front tire slipped
into a rut while I was riding, and threw me---tits over asshole,
back wheel over front wheel---onto the sidewalk. I somehow
managed to land on my feet---literally hitting the ground
running. Like last time I am not injured, but the bike appeared
fairly fucked at first.  This picture shows how when the front
wheel jammed into the rut, the fork separated from the shock
absorber, splattering some kind of black fluid all over the
place.  And as before, no one was concerned or stopped to ask if
I was ok. I dusted myself off, wrenched the front tire out of
the rut, jammed the broken shock absorber back into the holes,
and rode off. Mind you, the shocks no longer work, but at least
the bike is raised up b