Many things.
Oh, hey cutie.

Side note: those chopped and flopped bars were great, not traditional, but great, until I had two giant hills on the commute. In lieu of changing the handlebars back to drops just yet (because time, because disposable funds), I may change the seat post to one I have with an offset. Just to get a little lower. Plus, I’m already quite a bit stronger and could get down with a more aggressive position while jamming to and from school. Also, it’s worth noting that the current bars are fine when I’m not carrying a giant load. But when I’ve got my bag full of junk, I want to get lower.

Oh, hey cutie.

Side note: those chopped and flopped bars were great, not traditional, but great, until I had two giant hills on the commute. In lieu of changing the handlebars back to drops just yet (because time, because disposable funds), I may change the seat post to one I have with an offset. Just to get a little lower. Plus, I’m already quite a bit stronger and could get down with a more aggressive position while jamming to and from school. Also, it’s worth noting that the current bars are fine when I’m not carrying a giant load. But when I’ve got my bag full of junk, I want to get lower.



Certainly stuffing your cycling cloths in your bag from your AM commute is an excellent idea because they are still soaking wet and cooling for the afternoon ride home.



untitled on Flickr.

untitled on Flickr.



Ministry of Silly Walks, Dog edition.

Ministry of Silly Walks, Dog edition.



Every school day starts out like having first period PE. Changing and then changing again.

Every school day starts out like having first period PE. Changing and then changing again.



4:30.

4:30.





Mary-Alice.

Mary-Alice stops by in the evening to tell me which blinds I should draw and how skinny I am. Which friends she had dinner with, how the shrubs need the rain, and how much her husband loved such and such thing.

Mary-Alice.

Mary-Alice stops by in the evening to tell me which blinds I should draw and how skinny I am. Which friends she had dinner with, how the shrubs need the rain, and how much her husband loved such and such thing.



There are a lot of small thrift stores around. I’m not exactly sure why but it may have something to do with Church.

One lady talked to me for several minutes about all the purses she’s found to match each of her pairs of shoes. She also found this toy figurine of what I imagine is a rendition of former President Bill Clinton.

Lady: Oh, ain’t this sweet. My husband’s name was Bill. I don’t know who this is ‘pposed to be but it’s cute, ain’t it.

Me: I think it’s supposed to be President Clinton.

Lady: Oh, well I don’t like Clinton but my husband, well, he was real nice.





South Car’lina.

South Car’lina.



Paint tray and spinach packaging fenders.

Paint tray and spinach packaging fenders.



My existence is a gigantic love letter.

My existence is a gigantic love letter.



Bedside.

Bedside.