[ Monday, November 01, 2004 ]
so, mr ben is okay, in a relative way... we found his glasses, or, davio did, under the vintage ford mustang ben smashed into. all bent to fuck, but, found, and fixable, which is good. and mr. ben is fixable too, just needs some time to heal his self... no bones broken, but a tooth chipped, 20 or so stitches, ten in the back of the head, and six or so in his face. not good, not good! poor bastard. his fancy powder blue tuxedo is totally covered in gore, too, so bloody... looks like he was carries prom date. ! ! ! headwounds, messy business. take care on the streets, kids! its dangerous out there...the fancy italian bike looks a little rough, too, that is a drag... thought it was just the forks that were fucked , the front forks being super bent. but, also, a bend in the down tube of the frame, maybe its still okay to ride, not sure. i mean, i'd ride it, but, what do i know!
yar. the old adage about accidents happening close to home, crazy guy rides all the way across canada without too much trouble, aside from the wind blowing him over a couple times. then *pow*.
perhaps, the moral is 'don't bail out on a moon banana ride'!! !!
ya, cuz no one ever crashed on a moon banana ride.
different news... less crashy. found online version of abbie hoffman's 'steal this book'.
great quote from the introduction : " Smoking dope and hanging up Che's picture is no more a commitment than drinking milk and collecting postage stamps."
yeah.
okay, folks. watch yerselves out there, ... wrangle these motherfuckers.
w.
Escaper [11/01/2004 02:04:00 AM]
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