oh what a shitty way to start off a virtually great day. here's the short version:
i spent $400 on Ineeda improvements today and rode my bike 8 miles today. [yaaaay!]
now here's the long super-shitty in the city remix version:
i got off from the gig this am to the typical vehicular constipation that is I-76 (oh what a hated thoroughfare). Needa was low on the octane side of things, but she was good to make into the Illadel from the outer fringes. contrary to my traffic info from KYW1060, i decide to literally get my jam on while figuratively jamming to my latest CD-RWulated pleasure selections. same ol' same ol' until i get to the Conshohocken exit. i'm not trying to jam on the literal side that hard, so i get off at the Conshie exit. since i discovered i could get to Ridge Pike from Fayette, i take that route when i don't feel like playing inchworm w/Needa on 76. so i'm rollin' down Fayette and i get to the intersection at 3rd when i notice i can't see shit. now i'm tired, and i do need some new frames, but my eyes ain't that bad. i'm like "WTF!" i immediately realize my previously taken for granted busted wipers are currently MIA in the functioning department. of course it's windy and raining at a pretty good clip, so i literally can't see shit out of the front windshield. i considered toughing it out, but since i'm not quite ready to die yet and i'm also not trying to get any tickets or die anyone else, i clicked on the hazards and pulled off of Fayette wit mad attitude...
you know what, i'm freakin' tired, i'll finish this shit some other time. sorry if you we're actually reading it...
honestly, i'll finish it up later. i wanna go watch some Living Color and some even funnier vintage Richard Pryor. after what i went through today, i need some hardcore laughter...
make like the functionality of my windshield wipers this morning...
PEACE
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