Words to live by...

"A good teacher is like a candle - it consumes itself to light the way for others." ~Author Unknown

"A good wife is her husband's biggest fan -- no matter how crazy he is." ~Me

"May God give you.. For every storm a rainbow, for every tear a smile, for every care a promise and a blessing in each trial. For every problem life sends, a faithful friend to share, for every sigh a sweet song and an answer for each prayer." ~ Irish Blessing

Monday, January 22, 2007

Deep Thoughts Or Just Bored... HMMM?

I must preface this blog by saying that Chris is out of town for the 3rd of the past 4 days and won't be home for another two. I'm a little bored. A little nostalgic. A little sleepy.

Interesting thought provoking comment on Dave C's blog (http://bedrockandparadox.blogspot.com): "Yesterday with each encounter the obligatory questions and looks: what gear, tires, brakes? Are they like dogs, and rapidly evolve to look like their masters? Yesterday seemed to bear that out."

Here's what I'm thinking... he's right. I never thought about the interesting characteristics that Chris and his bikes all have in common. Physically and metaphorically, it's a little creepy to see the similarities. No wonder Chris and his bikes get along so well.

*Take the Monocog for example. It's skinny and lightweight (two different things by the way). It's unique and takes the right kind of person to understand its intriguing characteristics. It's simple but loved for its simplicity by those that understand it. It was cheap to buy, cheap to mantain, but expensive to upgrade. It rides through anything, appropriate for its intended purpose or not. It's loved so much that it's allowed to live in the house even if it does make a mess of the clean kitchen floor. It takes a lickin' and keeps on tickin'.

* The Fuel has one specific purpose: kick butt when things are too difficult for the simple life of the Monocog. The Fuel is contrary to it's counter-part, the Monocog, but it serves its purpose and is a life saver when it is dug out of the basement. It survives obstacles that nothing should be able to overcome. Parts, both internal and external, crack and break but they are replaced with some TLC.

* The orange road bike. What can I say? It has a tendency to look a bit ghetto and out of place among the fancy shmancy road bikes in their matching outfits and prissy attitudes in road races. The greatest thing about the orange bike, it shows those prissy bikes what's up and generally kicks most of their butts. Ghetto shmetto, it's what drives the bike, not what color or age it is.

* The Pugsley. Well, hmmm. Doesn't look like Chris. Fat tires, heavy bike. Nothing about Chris is fat or heavy. Hmmm? I'll have to think on that one.
(Chris: I am purposely leaving out the Time Trial bike -- for some reason I've yet to come up with, it doesn't count)

Physically, the bikes share some characteristics with Chris. In a deep, insightful way, the bikes represent Chris to the tee. Weird. What about my bikes? Do they represent or look like me? I think so. To an extent at least. Luckily I only have two bikes to analyze...

* The Blue Fuel. Pretty and girly looking but can still kick some butt when it wants to. Often underestimated. Quiet but packs quite a punch.

* The Black road bike. Sleek, lightweight, a little lazy but when taken out it goes a long way. Shifts gears nicely and without complaint.

What a cool concept. I've been told by friends that Turbo is the perfect dog for Chris and I -- he's blonde, cute, athletic, intelligent... (their words, not mine). I never thought about the bikes being the same way.
Thanks to Dave C for some entertainment in a horribly borring night.

P.S: I don't mind being lonely but absolutely hate being alone. Interesting paradox.


Cellarrat said...

Cool Post!

Dave said...

You are most welcome. "...cheap to maintain, expensive to upgrade." Love it.

Chris said...

I've had a tendency towards skinny, light, near bald tired bikes, even offroad. Maybe I should cut my hair shorter? :)

Scott DL said...

At first I thought, wow, Chris is gone and Marni is taking pictures of his bikes, that's a little creepy... But then I overcame my laziness and read the post, I like it!