You can still see ice on most streets in residential areas. I would never drive on this because 1. I don't know how to drive on ice; 2.the other people don't know how to drive on ice either; 3. I don't have a car. remember?
And I don't bike on ice either. On occasion, and with assistance of some sort, I have been known to try walking on it.
Lindi and I have been holed up for the last two days. We've ventured out once on each day, made it as far as the gym and back, holding onto each other the whole way. I took this picture on the way back.
And I don't bike on ice either. On occasion, and with assistance of some sort, I have been known to try walking on it.
Lindi and I have been holed up for the last two days. We've ventured out once on each day, made it as far as the gym and back, holding onto each other the whole way. I took this picture on the way back.
posted by kate gawf @ 10:21 PM
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The last time I rode my bike on snow/ice was in 1995, when Danville, Va. had 4 inches of snow and I had to get across campus. I was late for class (no surprise) and figured a bicycle would get me there faster than by foot. I made it no more than 20 yards from my dorm when the bike flew out from under me. I limped back to my dorm with a sprained wrist and a deeply bruised knee. Never made it to class.
After that, when it snowed, I put on my walking boots.
I've been following your blog for only a few weeks; who's Lindi?
EyeBall: For some reason, we humans learn best by doing. You'd think we could just listen to or read about the mistakes of others, but no, we all have to go out and slip on our own ice.
Lindi is my girlfriend, my significant other, the love of my life, my soon-to-be domestic partner (officially). It's not her real name. I changed it to protect her privacy. The actual Lindi would not want any part of her life to be narrated on a blog.
You're a good writer. That story you just posted on your blob, 12-17? It's gripping, and heart wrenching as well. I couldn't stop reading it.
By the way, I'm pretty sure refer is spelled reefer. Otherwise it would be the verb, as in 'Could you refer me to a good doctor?' (Don't you think? Not that you asked me for spelling advice, but I couldn't restrain myself.)
Kate, you are absolutely right about rEEfer. Will you please REFER me to a good doctor for medical REEFER?
Jokes aside, my blog helps me to remember things that would otherwise be mundane or meaningless. Had a friend recently died of heart complication in his early 40s. Some of his last words were that he didn't remember much about his life.
Hearing that was one of the best gifts one can receive.
This blog ought to give my memory a good workout (as well as my spelling!).
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