I saw the second best* drunken biking wipeout ever today. Details are unfortunately work-related, and thus confidential, but basically this really, really, really smashed old junkie spent the better part of an hour getting aquainted with the ground after trying to pedal on a nice, flat piece of pavement.

Today was a pretty good day in general.




*The first best was Tye, on Alex's bike. We were either super stoned or wasted or something, and had decided we wanted to go biking. I only had one bike around, so we went and stole (well, really only borrowed) two from Alex's place (I think it was Alex, at least). Tye of course made Cal take the shitty bike, while he took the newer one, and we took off down the hill.

In case you didn't know, biking while drunk is fun, but makes you REALLY thirsy. So we decided to go to the shell store to grab some water. We made it through the SPSS lot, and into the church parking lot behind it. THe only thing in our way was the massive fucking speedbump at the lot's exit. I slipped around it in the narrow gap on the side, and when I looked back, Tye was right behind me.

Suddenly, as I'm looking forward, he flies off his bike, and we literally maintain eye contact as I bring my view frontward. I stop, he lands a little ways ahead of me, luckily for him on the grass. Cal stops without trying to get around the bump, which was probably a good idea as he had enough trouble walking most of the time, even when sober (well, MORE sober). I kinda stop and look around, trying not to laugh too loud. Tye's getting up, and Cal's picking up Alex's bike.

I still don't really know what exactly happened. Somehow Tye had missed the gap, and his wheel hadn't been able to get over the bump. It twisted right around, pulling out the brake cables, and making it so the front wheel ran perpendicular to the handlebars. Tye was ok, and we managed to get the wheel bent straight, but the brakes were fucked. Being a bunch of drunken bums, we snuck the bike back, and I've probably never told her about any of this. The brakes probably came up later. I think she got her money back from the guy she'd bought it from, and got to keep the bike, or one of those other crazy lucky things that seem to happen to her to balance out the shitty things in her life.