Imagine … no, believe this all happened. Â Now close your eyes. (hopefully someone is reading this aloud).
Your buddy had this box in his driveway. Â It’s a big crate looking thing. Â It’s all wooden. Â He/she’s standing there with a crow-bar and saying, “go ahead, open it. Â have a look.” Â The temptation overwhelms you, you’re soaked. Â You look up to find it’s raining. Â It’s been raining, but you hadn’t noticed, you just thought you perspired a lot. Â You tear away at the crate. Â Your anticipation catches up with your sense and you mash your finger. Â The blood diluted by the buckets falling over your head only remind you of the humanity in all this emotion. Â The box finally falls open and you wake up a week later, still wet withÂ excitement.
You get a call while you’re at work. Â You make a few promises about meeting up after and completely muff up the time. Â You’re off by an hour and your phone rings reminding you of your mistake for an hour. Â The minute strikes and you are in and out of the elevator like an Aerosmith quickie. Â The taxi delivers you right to where you last left the box and there she is. Â Waiting, as any good friend would. Â There are some negotiations, but at last you’re a priority, so you’re one of the four. Â A seat at the front. Â The green metal wraps around your body, almost form fitted. Â Your knees are on your chest and seem to pulse with each heart beat, but this seems all too natural. Â Once started, there is no undoing.
The Chinese motor runs loud, and it’s close to your ear. Â The road runs below your feet, only inches away. Â Bugs fly through your teeth, and the wind whistles through your ears. Â It’s tough to imagine a better hobby. Â It’s truly fantastic.
Really it was a great way to see the city on a warm night. Four little ducks sitting on a fast moving bike. Â Thumbs were going up all over, I couldn’t keep track. & every taxi driver was our new friend. Â Dan now needs to have a serious talk with some friends of his regarding legitimacy. Because I proclaim it Bay Area Perfect.