Archie and the Blue Roadbike
Jan. 12th, 2007 11:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kiffieSo over break, my roomie got a roadbike.
It is blue and small and dainty, and worth about 10 times more than what I paid for Archie. She is very protective of it.
However, as much as I want to say "good on you!" and pat her on the back... I just giggle whenever I look at it. I know it's much faster than my beenbike, will probably outlast it, and can actually keep up with traffic. But when both it and Archie are in our room, sitting side by side, I can't help it. I laugh. Hard.
Excuse the mess that is our room. For the record, the box of trash and bottles is hers, not mine. :3
Even in this picture, you can see that Archie is just, physically, a much larger bike. The roadbike has little tiny tires and little tiny pedals. Soon to be tinier, as my roomie is going to install disk pedals that are, simply, disks the size of silver dollars.
I do have a theory that, as Archie is male, Roadbike is female. That would explain it all. Science.
...if they mated, would we get tricycles?
For the curious, I got a bag for the luggage rack for Christmas. :D
Okay, it's not actually a bag made for bikes. It was a messenger bag from Target that I cut the strap off of and sewed to the luggage rack. But it fits perfectly and makes carrying a Critter Keeper full of crickets from the pet store a whole lot easier. Plus it lets me carry things that, otherwise, would have had to been secured via bungee.
And, uh... that's my gloves and hat on top of the luggage rack. Not just some unidentifiable brown blob.
Finally...
See Archie.
See Archie sit down on concrete.
See Archie's fender get scratched.
Although, it was worse before I bent it back into shape.
Damn bike. I left him alone for one minute and he decided he wanted to lay down on the pavement. On his fender, no less! Bah!
It is blue and small and dainty, and worth about 10 times more than what I paid for Archie. She is very protective of it.
However, as much as I want to say "good on you!" and pat her on the back... I just giggle whenever I look at it. I know it's much faster than my beenbike, will probably outlast it, and can actually keep up with traffic. But when both it and Archie are in our room, sitting side by side, I can't help it. I laugh. Hard.
Excuse the mess that is our room. For the record, the box of trash and bottles is hers, not mine. :3
Even in this picture, you can see that Archie is just, physically, a much larger bike. The roadbike has little tiny tires and little tiny pedals. Soon to be tinier, as my roomie is going to install disk pedals that are, simply, disks the size of silver dollars.
I do have a theory that, as Archie is male, Roadbike is female. That would explain it all. Science.
...if they mated, would we get tricycles?
For the curious, I got a bag for the luggage rack for Christmas. :D
Okay, it's not actually a bag made for bikes. It was a messenger bag from Target that I cut the strap off of and sewed to the luggage rack. But it fits perfectly and makes carrying a Critter Keeper full of crickets from the pet store a whole lot easier. Plus it lets me carry things that, otherwise, would have had to been secured via bungee.
And, uh... that's my gloves and hat on top of the luggage rack. Not just some unidentifiable brown blob.
Finally...
See Archie.
See Archie sit down on concrete.
See Archie's fender get scratched.
Although, it was worse before I bent it back into shape.
Damn bike. I left him alone for one minute and he decided he wanted to lay down on the pavement. On his fender, no less! Bah!
