If I ever have babies, I would probably name them Chromely and Mazda.
Everyone meet Chuck. Chuck is my one month old two-wheeled baby. I decided suddenly that I wanted to learn BMX this summer (last summer was rollerblades and unicycles). I made this decision in a dazed and near-drunken stupor, I had been up for the previous four days working on a project that now seems trivial. I came up with this with no sleep, and two days later there he was on craigslist. From time of first e-mail to when I had an emptier wallet was less than a day. My first ride home from Phil & Badur's proved near fatal as I flew off because my petal caught a snowbank, smashed my handle and wrist into some scaffolding, and nearly rode down subway stairs because I couldn't turn fast. The seat feels like the skinny edge of a 2×4" being rammed up my ass, so I don't need to invest in a Japanese Wooden Pony, I added a bell and light so if I go riding again I'll be the horrible child who is both seen AND heard. Oh, and Phil on his 29'er unicycle, can outrun me on this thing when I'm going full throttle.
Everyone meet Mark. Mark's the baby of my family, 3 days old, and what a baby. My first car, supposed to be a graduation present, but for some reason I'm paying it off. I saw and sat in it for the first time today, being awe'd at all of the options that I didn't pick. Seriously. My parents picked everything about this car, and I'm the one who will be stuck with it for four years. But he's such a pretty car. Tomorrow I will be driving him to unicycle club where hopefully Phil will have enough time to breathe, and take pictures that will make me look like those hot chicks you see on the cover of Import Tuner. Yes I realize Phil is a photographer and not a magician. A girl can dream, can't she? Now all I need is a unicycle with a matching paint job.
