Monday, August 30, 2010

Going Bi

The idea of homelessness, ideally, is that you start to denude yourself of excess possessions, leaving yourself with a horseblanket, a couple cans of soup, and a fern named Harry that you chat with when you get lonely.

I seem to be doing it wrong.

This weekend, I reclaimed an old friend from the landlord - a bicycle. A lordly beast of the byways, I picked this up a few years ago to navigate the town in green fashion and did so only long enough to figure out I'm not the "green" type. With gasoline creeping back towards a happy meal a gallon, however, green is becoming me, whether I like it or not.

So I am now a bum on a bike.

As you can see, there's not much on-board storage capacity, so either Harry and the Horseblanket will have to be assigned a GPS spider hole, or I'll be the first vagrant  in town with a rickshaw. I'll keep you informed.