If I'm Lucky

Today I rode a xe om across town to grab Salman Rushdie's 'Fury' for the book club I just joined.

I cheat death everytime I get on a motorbike.  Somewhere the Good Man is letting me stay on the hook.

My legs narrowly avoided being chopped off by an oncoming bus and a taxi by fractions of a second today as I straddled the bike.

It's in poor taste to wrap your arms around the driver if you're not a girl – but at times (a lot of times) I was very tempted.  Like when my driver swerved between 50 oncoming bikes, two buses, 4 pedestrians and one flatbed in the middle of a busy intersection to make an illegal u-turn – all while turning his back to engage in polite conversation with me. I tried hard not to squeal like a girlie-man.

Note: I changed the name of my blog due to my dissatisfaction with the vaguely effeminate and grandstanding 'Frogs and Princes'. I feel that Pause || Rewind << is a much more direct capsule of what I want to display here.

does your book club have a forum? that would be HOTT

Posted by: kyle | March 06, 2006 at 12:08 PM

i like it. (the name). words and pictures in one. how appropriate.

Posted by: blowingbubbles | March 06, 2006 at 11:58 PM

why thank you. how can you see the wind? by blowing bubbles.

Posted by: j.fisher | March 07, 2006 at 12:18 AM