Riding my bike today, I realized....someone STOLE my front light. If I squint my memory together, I think it was stolen a few days ago. Yes, I should be happy my bike is there but still...I am ANGRY. For a while I was taking the light off and bringing it inside with me. Then I thought, no I am being to anal about this. See all the other zillions of bikes with their lights still attached. So I decided, gee golly whiskers I can just leave my light on my bike. Well, no. No you can't because people are stupid douchebags who steal your nice bright lights that you need at night so you don't get some big fine. I wish I could project a hologram image out of my stolen light. I'd have the hologram turn on in the middle of the night to destory the piece in said douchebag's bedroom. Or I wish that I it was magnetic and that the DB would wave the magnet over his CC or hardrive...thus erasing them. Such a scene would be beautiful. But alas I am not an Xwomen nor do I know much about robitnicky stuff. So instead I curse and I curse. If I ever see someone trying to steal my bike, do not under estimate my willinginess to go crazy on them. Hopefully, soon my bike will be adored with a billlion googly eyes to make it a beautiful eyesore. I wish I could build a shock system into it. ZAP! ZAP!
Alas, this is not getting my work done. I'm off to Paris. Be back Sunday, my eager readers.
Est-ce que vous parlez anglais? Parce-que, je suis bete american et je n'etude pas bien mes francais. or something like that.
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