July 26th, 2006

The gentleman is always properly dressed

Cambridge, my Cambridge

I've been staying in the People's Republic (town not bar) taking care of Tinkles and Scooter since the weekend hit. Last night was my last night for this go, and I'm pretty ok with that. The cat, Gustave, decided that it would be an excellent night to find innovative ways to wake me up every hour until I decided that sleeping just wasn't worth it. He's a sweet cat, but he'll go on these wee-hour meowling benders that are unpleasant if not outright irritating. I was grumpy yesterday. Today I anticipate being inconsolable.

On the other hand, I found something very cool in a trash heap while walking Tinkles. There were actually two of them, but the second got scooped by a bottle picker before I was able to get back around the block with Scooter and a newly free hand. This one looked as though it had been sitting in a cellar for a couple of years, but hell, a Bianchi just being tossed out? It boggles, truly. [pic links]

New Bianchi?

Cool!
3(11.1%)
What's a Bianchi?
11(40.7%)
It's a sign from the gods to get off your fat arse and do something.
2(7.4%)
Great. Now you have two bikes you won't use.
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Whatever, dude. I found a Moto Guzzi in the trash just last week.
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What's wrong with it?
2(7.4%)
You are Jack's wasted life.
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Freeform on rescuing bikes from trash heaps, bottle picking, and other such practices here.