my bike situation is so salao (the worst kind of unlucky) at the moment. boo. i changed the inner tube and then rode off into the sunset only to have another flat a couple miles from home. i tried knocking on someone's door to see if they had a bike pump, but no one answered the door and then i heard a rifle off in the distance and scurried away. there must be something stuck in the tire that i was not aware of that has cursed me. i hiked into town today to get a patch kit, but alas, the bike store is closed for the next week and a half. oh formidable lamentations! oh woe! woe is me and mine bicycle! now i have to choose between waiting a week or going to the evil walmart. that is not a choice i like having to make, even for a $5 purchase.

walking is fun though. you see more details and have more time to talk to the neighbors. there is a small house on the route into town with a most gorgeous and well tended garden. the man who lives there was out as i walked by today. i complemented his home and he said it was a source of great joy. that small interaction was a source of great joy for me. not to mention today is a perfect fall day. 60 degrees, sunny with a slight breeze, the trees bright orange and yellow. a good day to walk.

life is grand.

that is except for the japanese biting beetles masquerading as lady bugs that are plaguing the area, divebombing your head, or mac and cheese, or trying to hide in your panties while you are peeing, the bastards. their carcases are littering the farm - especially concentrated near warm things, like doorways or windows or clothes dryers. all the wierd stuff comes from japan. japan's wierd.