fixed tire. bike was very grubby. just finished cleaning it–with a toothbrush. i get a little carried away.
hey, when i was still depressively employed, i would have sooner stuck needles under my nails than take care of something so intimate to me–so very ‘joe’–as my bike. i even cleaned the fridge last week. i do laundry. i might even replace those rags i use for towels with new ones.
but right now, i still need milk before i can have some more coffee. and i am desperate for coffee…