lycra

today was obviously nice out.
so i took advantage and rode around for a bit.

belle meade blvd had more joggers and bikers than cars.
and i passed them crazy lycra wearing bike riders with ease.

they were confused when a kid in tight jeans and a tshirt passed them on a shitty wrecked road bike. (ps i get my new bike this week)

why is riding bikes the rich mans sport in belle meade?

so i rode from my house to the top of the pedestrian bridge downtown, took in the scenery, then came back home for a glass of water and some myspace.

it was about 18 miles.
not braggin or anything

i sat at the park with the big stairs and watched all the rich people drive through the park with there windows up and there starbucks cups.
gay.

some man asked if he could take my picture. then he showed it to me and said to email him for it.
im going to.
and ill show it to you.

again. buy as much polaroid film as you can. they aren't going to make it anymore.

i still haven't gotten any.

alright alright
im done.