I STILL haven't gotten my bike out the
basement. And I really need to, if only because I have to use it one
week from tonight.
I wrote in here a few weeks ago about
how I hadn't gotten my bike out of storage yet. That's rare for me;
after all, my bike and I usually have this long, eight-month affair
every year. But because of the crappy weather in May and because of
a crowded schedule on my part, I haven't had the chance to resume
that affair.
But seeing as how I'm giving a bike
tour for the History Center one week from tonight, I'm thinking I
really DO need to get it out. Either that, or I'm gonna be running
nine miles next Wednesday night while everyone else is on two wheels.
Seeing as how I use my bike for most of
my transportation during the summer, I'm just as surprised as you
that it's still sitting in my basement. I'm usually on it most of
the weekend and when I take a half-day off, but seeing as how my
weekends have been busy and the weather's only been nice enough for
one half day so far this year, I haven't missed it as much as I
normally might. But I've been getting this feeling recently, this
feeling like I might be missing out on a big part of my summer, so
I've made this resolution--
Tonight or tomorrow night, I'm going
down in the basement and pulling the sucker out. I'll pump up the
tires, oil the chain, and clean the dust off the seat. Then this
weekend, if not before, I'm gonna ride it, hope that it remembers me
fondly, and hope that it doesn't try to throw me off as payback for
neglecting it.
Keep your fingers crossed.
*****
Like I said, I have the bike tour for
the History Center next week. If you recall, it's the first of four
different thingees I'm doing for them this summer. You probably
don't care, but here's an update on the rest—the “Docks of Iron
Bay” walking tour for July 19th is done, and the article
on Marquette and alcohol I'm writing for the Center's “Harlow's
Wooden Man” newsletter is finished, except for the punching up of a
few gags.
I'm guessing that's a problem almost
everyone else who's ever written for it hasn't had to say.
That leaves the “21 Pictures”
outdoor show I'm doing the evening of August 18th. I have
most of the pictures, and I kinda know what I wanna talk about, but
I'm having trouble deciding what tone it should be. I mean, it's an
outdoor show late on a Friday night, which makes me, at least, think
of it comedy-oriented affair, but the pictures I've picked out are,
by and large, “history” pictures designed to make you go “wow”
more than laugh.
Oh well. I have two months to figure
it out. And if I can wait this long to get my bike out, I can also
wait a little while longer before figuring that out.
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