ignored signal

"do you speak English?". "Yes". "日本語分かりますか？”Do you speak Japanese...”はい～”。”英語分かりますか？”do you speak English again in Japanese makes sure and double fucking triple checks that you are alive and that they haven't stopped a zombie by accident. I think that this tactic has be handed down to and strictly taught to the police in Tokyo over many generations because it's the routine I get every time. I was on my way to work and the sweltering heat must have caused my Brain to shrink because I completely ignored a stale red light as I pumped to onward. Blatant in all forms, my disrespect to the law of the land was naked and, had I known, an old lady had been run down and killed by university student on a bicycle recently, would have stopped. I wouldn't have stopped because it's illegal but because I have been here long enough to know the muay thai like knee jerk reaction that the police take to any crime or incident committed in Japan. I wouldn't even be surprised if the kid that killed her was riding on the sidewalk listening to his ipod while texting his Dad that he was on his way to drink and gamble with his friends. Yet there I was getting the warning that cyclists need to obey signals at T intersections early in the morning when nobody is crossing. I am not fighting for or trying to condone my crime but come the fuck on.............if I run a red light and there's an incident I am more likely to be the one in the body bag unless these nimble old ladies are in abundance and darting out in the street where my large Caucasian eyes can't see them. If that's the case then I am waging war on these pension sucking ninjas and I should get a cheque from the government every time I kill one. The kicker is that the cops only gave me a warning, I thought it was because I was on a bike, and while I was getting ready to roll again they gave a driver a warning for the same thing. I think bikes should receive the same respect that cars get but that was weird because he got off as easily as I did.

Summer, I guess or while do we call them tallboys?

The order of the photos is way out of wack because I uploaded them in the order that I remembered them leading to when had I ever thought about order. If I were one to have ever given the time of day to order I would find internet porn way way out in a an illegal immigrant safety city. I've heard they have those in America. Those cities are handjobs for the bible studies kids because the US is all like " we don't need em but I need em!". I put the all like in italics because Americans all say that before everything they fucking say. I don't care Whites, Blacks, neither, whatever.......talking to them is like being forced to watch eraserhead 40 times in a row.

the DR. came over and we went to the new drinking spot because I wanted to ride his bike and he really wanted to drink. While there real bike riders came by but I didn't bother to take a picture because I couldn't be.....hey a duck. The new drinking spot is by the river and it has ducks and frogs and Asians. If this place were in Toronto all the hipsters would be heading there to see the asians and all the asians would be there for the avians. Good luck in the olympics, yeah fucks!
I am down to skid on tubular if I don't have to buy it. I also got a beer or two of the DR. The night was so bad I sweat through my wife's underwear, they really cut into my thighs.

This post was in fun and I really had riding and hanging out late at night, thanks for the beer MUTE, get out there and do something now. This summer is the last one we will have.

strida

no, not some wack inner-city pronunciation of viggo's character in lord of the rings, but the bicycle. face it - shit's dope.
courtesy of my newest favourite spot on the web, the velo orange blog. sooooo nice...

"it's a bit odd to be moving sideways...."

this is great. the videos are too funny....i want one.