Oct 2019
I hate bicycles.
I hate repairing bicycles.
I hate replacing bicycle tires.
I hate dismounting bicycle tires.
I hate mounting bicycle tires.
I hate inflating bicycle tires.
I hate barking my knuckles when the wrench slips.
I hate scraping my knuckles when the wrench doesn’t slip.
I hate the fire ants on whose mound I inadvertently sat while repairing the bicycle.
I hate fire ant bites.
I hate bicycles.
Listening to the radio while repairing, replacing dismounting, mounting, inflating, barking, and scraping is fun, though.
I hate repairing bicycles.
I hate replacing bicycle tires.
I hate dismounting bicycle tires.
I hate mounting bicycle tires.
I hate inflating bicycle tires.
I hate barking my knuckles when the wrench slips.
I hate scraping my knuckles when the wrench doesn’t slip.
I hate the fire ants on whose mound I inadvertently sat while repairing the bicycle.
I hate fire ant bites.
I hate bicycles.
Listening to the radio while repairing, replacing dismounting, mounting, inflating, barking, and scraping is fun, though.
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com
It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.
Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: THE ROAD TO MAGDALENA, PALEO-HIPPIES AT WORK AND PLAY, LADY WITH A DEAD TURTLE, DON’T FORGET YOUR SHOES AND GRAPES, COFFEE AND A DEAD ALLIGATOR TO GO, and DISPATCHES FROM THE COLONIAL OFFICE.
It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.
Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: THE ROAD TO MAGDALENA, PALEO-HIPPIES AT WORK AND PLAY, LADY WITH A DEAD TURTLE, DON’T FORGET YOUR SHOES AND GRAPES, COFFEE AND A DEAD ALLIGATOR TO GO, and DISPATCHES FROM THE COLONIAL OFFICE.
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Lawrence Hall
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