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July 17, 2007

The Inghams let me come over last night and play bike shop in their garage. I wish I had before and after pictures to post, because the rims on that blue Schwinn look brand stinkin’ new.

We got home rather late and my cutie husband made a comment about his cool wife that fixes bikes. He asked why I like it so much and I didn’t know what to say. “Relaxing?” He suggested. I shrugged, not really. I get really frustrated many times when a brake set refuses to hold tension for no good reason.

I left work twenty minutes ago – foresaking lunch in the office for my sanity – to get tea and an internet connection, and realized why I like bicycles. Ready? They’re simple.

Even when something goes wrong for no reason I can completely tear the thing apart and put it back together to make it work. Most of the time, though, even considering a dozen different styles that have changed over time, they’re pretty basic.

I need simple once in a while.

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13 Comments leave one →
  1. Loretta permalink
    July 17, 2007 8:12 pm

    Hmm. You are “simply” cute Lex. We love you!
    Loretta
    PS. Thanks for fixing our bikes.

  2. I Ravish His Heart permalink
    July 18, 2007 12:51 am

    Lame… I am not even on your blogger link… lame. I like bies too.

  3. Tami permalink
    July 18, 2007 2:52 am

    I want a bike. actually, both kinds. one that pedals and one that vrooms. :D

  4. Anonymous permalink
    July 18, 2007 1:38 pm

    thanks for make our sweet bikes sweet. I don’t want anyone to touch them now ’cause they are so nice. Mike I.

  5. The Academy Against Apathy permalink
    July 18, 2007 6:04 pm

    I think tami and I should start a biker gang.

  6. bill permalink
    July 18, 2007 6:12 pm

    Napoleon Dynamite: Sweet Bike!
    Shocks!Pegs! Lucky!
    Pedro: Do you think people will vote for me?
    Napoleon Dynamite: Heck yes! I’d vote for you.
    Pedro: Like what are my skills?
    Napoleon Dynamite: Well, you have a sweet bike. Plus you’re like the only guy at school who has a mustache.

  7. Lex permalink
    July 18, 2007 6:53 pm

    … I think Bill wants Mike Ingham to grow a mustache?

  8. Tami permalink
    July 18, 2007 7:04 pm

    I’m in, Timothy. We have to come up with a gang name, though, for our jackets. Harley-rific.

  9. God's Love Changed Everything permalink
    July 18, 2007 7:12 pm

    Ok, the COOLEST part of having a bike is riding it to sunny, warm places… like Myrtle Beach!! You don’t want to come down during Bike Week, trust me, BUT you could start a way COOLER bike week in August!
    I’ll get a bike, too! :)

    bianca

  10. Loretta permalink
    July 18, 2007 9:46 pm

    Wow! This whole bike thing is getting to be fun. I’m glad we have bikes now. I’ll take a picture and post it..k?

  11. Lex permalink
    July 18, 2007 10:45 pm

    I was in a bike gang once. We were the Bike Panthers and we had silly denim vests that we tended to like eight-year-old girls tend to brownie sashes. Tami, can I be in you bike gang? I have experience and mad skills.

  12. Tami permalink
    July 19, 2007 5:47 am

    you gots crazee mad skillz, mon amie. and jes. JES, jou can definitely be een the gang. the best, i think, would be pointed-hemmed denim VESTS. so completely embarrassing…which is what would make them so cool. maybe acid wash? tie dyed? i’m thinking we’d have to sew them ourselves, however; because I don’t think we’d find them in even the best of resale shops. hmm…a name…a suitable name…

    hey, and i got me a classic red trike i’d like you to fix one day…no hurry. (i’m deadly serious – easy fix, most likely.)

  13. The Academy Against Apathy permalink
    July 19, 2007 6:06 pm

    how bout the NO COAST DAGGERS
    Or DRAGONS OF THE NO COAST
    OR MIDWEST MILITIA huh? huh?

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