Hey hey!  So I got a new bike! Beautiful, clean lines, single gear because I bought it from a mad bicycle purist, at least he believed in brakes because not all of them do.  I can lift it over my head with one hand.  It’s a beaten up turquoise kind of colour, it flies down the street almost by itself and rides like freedom.  It’s thin tires are just a bit skittish over the bumps and cracks and potholes of LA’s mockery of pavement.

But oh the pain it has brought to my tender ass…