Sorry Jim

I have lately come to realize that I, DANGER GIRL, have a sick, sick, sick, addiction! (well ok, maybe more than one) No, I am not talking about my love of alcoholic beverages, or making sure that the labels face out on my canned goods. Oh no, no, no, this my friends is much BIGGER than that!

BIKING!!!!!

If I am not thinking about booze, I am thinking about my next ride!

So lately SIDEKICK, and I have been making up things to do so that we can ride our bikes. I have been even going into work on Fridays. And,what is really sick is that I do not even get paid to be there!

I know that many of you have been wondering what I did with my crappy bicycle after I got the new one.
Weeeelllll, I did what any good bicycle lover would do. I gave it to a friend that did not have one. One that did not ride enough to know what a piece of shit the bike really is.
Wasn't that nice of me!??

So on Saturday we all get together to ride our bikes over to this artsy fartsy party that we are bar tending for. Well, when I gave the bike to FEMALE JIM, I forgot to tell her some pretty important stuff about how the bike currently operated.
Nothing too major, only the fact that EVERY time you go to ride you have to check the brakes.
**Sometimes the front brake thinger dinger comes undone. (no big deal, really!!) Like I said, nothing major.

UNLESS........Of Course...

You are going down a very steep treacherous hill and you have decided for fashion purposes NOT to wear your helmet.
As FEMALE JIM and I begin our descent down this very steep and treacherous hill , FJ yells to me that she does not have any brakes, I calmly yell back "Don't Panic!" I tell her this a few more times, (as if this is going to help her navigate the situation better.)
Luckily for FJ she is a fast thinker. With her hair blowing wildly, and her cheeks flapping, (because her mouth was wide open in terror and I'm also pretty sure she was going faster than the speed of light!)she spied her escape!
A small dirt hill and some railroad tracks.

I also need to mention that there are people and cars everywhere and we are supposed to make a sharp right at the bottom!



Needless to say, my ass still hurts from the chewing out she gave me. It did not help that I was laughing hysterically. (of course not until I new that she was safe)

Gosh, some people are just so ungrateful!