Reality has a speed limit. I woke up this morning to a day full of appointments in my neighborhood, and thought boy, wouldn't a bike be nice right about now. New brake pads were a prerequisite to this. So I ran down to the bike store and back, put on the Goldberg Variations, and set to work.
I haven't really messed with my bike since I rebuilt it in Seattle, but the adjustment zen was still there for the channeling. Finally, five minutes before my first appointment, things were in working order. The Goldberg Variations closed with the aria--a perfect coincidence--just as I headed out the door...with flat tires.
Posted by Alan at April 7, 2007 12:47 PM