When I can’t ride my bike, Lucy, to work, I take the subway. Often I will see people put bags on seats, say to other passengers that they are “saving” the seat, or sitting on the outside seat with an empty seat next to them. I guess this is because people are either selfish or… Continue reading Saving Seats
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I Named My Bike
Sometimes my sense of humor can be rather, well, senseless. Of course, when I say “sometimes,” I mean a lot of the time. It’s only sometimes that I say these senseless things out loud and normally only to people who I feel can handle them (whatever that means). These ideas can often get stuck in… Continue reading I Named My Bike