2:30pm Monday. Finally getting home, just walked in the door.
Ugh.
The weekend? For those who weren't there (a *no one* was around for some of it, unfotunately for me...but good for them). Wet cold miserable. Exhausted. Knock a bitch out. Wet cold. Ride. Exhausted. Sleep by side of road. Kick cop in chest. Almost give cowboy (and horse) heart attack. Read a whole novel. Ride.
Hot badly burned sun-sick delerious.
Home.
Internet.
Sleep.
Details to follow.
UPDATE:
Okay, so EvilWillow kept me up for a few hours on IM and got the story out of me instead of letting me sleep
I lieu of retyping the whole thing, I'm just gonna copy/paste the chat session.
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willow is Chaos: so spill it
AtypicalBiker: Let's see...
AtypicalBiker: Didn't even make it as far as Yeehaw Junction last night
AtypicalBiker: Started south on 441. No moon at *all*, clouds of flying ants so thick that, at first, I thought they were fog banks. Not fog banks at all
. Since I wsa already tired, the stress of bad light (no street lights on 441) and concentrating through the pellet-gun-like hits of ants on my forehead and cheecks (I was wearing bandanas, but still...) finally wore my ass out.
AtypicalBiker: Stopped at "ROADSIDE TABLE" on 441 (love that little spot...it's so very strange). Decided to take a nap until the moon came up and the ants settled down
willow is Chaos: ugh ants!!!
AtypicalBiker: Mosquitos made resting almost impossible, though, so I ended up having to take extreme (and *completely* bizarre!) measures...I wore both my t-shirts, grabbed my spare pair of jeans out of the bike. Bandanna covering head, bandit-bandana covering face (including eyes).
willow is Chaos: fuck
AtypicalBiker: The outer T-shirt I didn't put my arms though...my arms were actually inside the legs of my spare pair of jeans, inserted at the ankle end, coming out at the waist, *under* my top T
AtypicalBiker: But, wouldn't you know it, it still wasn't enough...fuckers started crawling into my ears and driving me nuts
AtypicalBiker: SO
willow is Chaos: ugh. UGH. and I bet you looked cute.
haha
AtypicalBiker: I pulled the bike back nehind the tree, so it wouldn't be obvious from the road, as I was about to make myself *terribly* vulnerable
willow is Chaos: k
AtypicalBiker: I moved my resting from sprawled across the top of the table, to the seat-bench facing away from the road. Hiding, basically, because...
AtypicalBiker: I put in my earplugs
AtypicalBiker: Now, *you* know what happens when someone threatens me when I sleep, I think WELL....
willow is Chaos: UH-OH
AtypicalBiker: Out in the middle of nowhere, sleeping in the open, *ANYTHING* that touches me would be a threat. Well, obviously the cop had good sight, because he saw my bike and decided to check it out. I didn't hear him pull up because of the earlpugs, didn't see him because of the bandanas and the goggles. Then he nudged my shoulder ...:S
AtypicalBiker: I'm *really* lucky I didn't get my ass beat, get tasered, or go to jail for assault :-/
AtypicalBiker: But if he wasn't wearing a vest, he'll have a sore rib for severeal days
AtypicalBiker:
willow is Chaos: you kicked him?
AtypicalBiker: Like a fucking pissed-off mule
willow is Chaos: fuck
willow is Chaos: was he pissed??
AtypicalBiker: Actually, no!
willow is Chaos: amazing
AtypicalBiker: After he backed up I was sitting up and said "Gimme a sec...earplugs" and reached up. He was definitely more than wary at that point, but I wasn't trying to stand, and I pulle the earplugs out and showed him
AtypicalBiker: Then I told him what was up...exhausted from the ride through the rain Saturday and again earlier that day, having problems with visibility, all that. So he saaid "Okay, just checking...go back to skleep" and drove off :-O Didn't even tell me I couldn't stay; the opposite, in fact
willow is Chaos: holy shit
willow is Chaos: that is CRAZINESS
AtypicalBiker: that's what I thought, too
AtypicalBiker: After he left, I sat around awhile, until the adrenaline wore off. Moon still hadn't come up, but the mosquitos had all but disappeared, so I figured "Fuck it" and went back to sleep. sans earplugs this time
willow is Chaos: no shit, damn.
AtypicalBiker: So THEN!!!
AtypicalBiker: oh, yeah, there's more
AtypicalBiker: Alright, back
willow is Chaos: k
AtypicalBiker: So, I went back to sleep, no earplugs
AtypicalBiker: Slept pretty well. Probaly several hours, in fact. Then a voice registers, and pounding feet.Eyes open just a slit, and I think I see a dog running toward me from the treeline, and think that the voice was the owner calling him back OR siccing him (it's a pretty deserted area...can get away with a lot, ya know?)
AtypicalBiker: So I *LEAP* off the table with a HUGE shout/growl, best way to throw a dog off it's attack is to attack first. Confuses them
AtypicalBiker: And when I say 'huge' yell, I mean ripping my vocal cords loud. My throat is still sore.
AtypicalBiker: Ready for the awesome part?
willow is Chaos: ouch
willow is Chaos: yeah hit me
AtypicalBiker: There was no dog
willow is Chaos: :|
willow is Chaos: wtf was it
AtypicalBiker: Some cowboy was riding his horse past me, about 50 feet away or less. He never noticed the bike *or* me. What I had heard was him talking to his horse, and, of course, the horse's hooves. The horse had white socks, which I guess had fooled my eyes or something.
AtypicalBiker: Since neither he nor the horse had *any* idea I was there, horse *completely* freaks, guy goes sailing
AtypicalBiker: It was *awesome*
willow is Chaos: scrolling up
AtypicalBiker: k
willow is Chaos: he fell off???!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA
AtypicalBiker: dude...it was *so* fucked up. And now it's HILARIOUS
AtypicalBiker: I just told my roommate, and he's dying
willow is Chaos:
willow is Chaos: I can't even take it. I alughed outloud for like 5 minutes
AtypicalBiker: So this cowboy is out for a nice quiet ride in the pre-dawn, and, with *no* warning *whatsoever*, some lunatic JUMPS UP SCREAMING! aweome
AtypicalBiker: Stopped for coffee about an hour later. Nice picnic table in the trees...ended up reading almost all of Waste Lands 8-)
AtypicalBiker: ugh
AtypicalBiker: I say again, UGH
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Wacky fun!
Ugh.
The weekend? For those who weren't there (a *no one* was around for some of it, unfotunately for me...but good for them). Wet cold miserable. Exhausted. Knock a bitch out. Wet cold. Ride. Exhausted. Sleep by side of road. Kick cop in chest. Almost give cowboy (and horse) heart attack. Read a whole novel. Ride.
Hot badly burned sun-sick delerious.
Home.
Internet.
Sleep.
Details to follow.
UPDATE:
Okay, so EvilWillow kept me up for a few hours on IM and got the story out of me instead of letting me sleep
I lieu of retyping the whole thing, I'm just gonna copy/paste the chat session.
********************************************
willow is Chaos: so spill it
AtypicalBiker: Let's see...
AtypicalBiker: Didn't even make it as far as Yeehaw Junction last night
AtypicalBiker: Started south on 441. No moon at *all*, clouds of flying ants so thick that, at first, I thought they were fog banks. Not fog banks at all
. Since I wsa already tired, the stress of bad light (no street lights on 441) and concentrating through the pellet-gun-like hits of ants on my forehead and cheecks (I was wearing bandanas, but still...) finally wore my ass out.
AtypicalBiker: Stopped at "ROADSIDE TABLE" on 441 (love that little spot...it's so very strange). Decided to take a nap until the moon came up and the ants settled down
willow is Chaos: ugh ants!!!
AtypicalBiker: Mosquitos made resting almost impossible, though, so I ended up having to take extreme (and *completely* bizarre!) measures...I wore both my t-shirts, grabbed my spare pair of jeans out of the bike. Bandanna covering head, bandit-bandana covering face (including eyes).
willow is Chaos: fuck
AtypicalBiker: The outer T-shirt I didn't put my arms though...my arms were actually inside the legs of my spare pair of jeans, inserted at the ankle end, coming out at the waist, *under* my top T
AtypicalBiker: But, wouldn't you know it, it still wasn't enough...fuckers started crawling into my ears and driving me nuts
AtypicalBiker: SO
willow is Chaos: ugh. UGH. and I bet you looked cute.
haha
AtypicalBiker: I pulled the bike back nehind the tree, so it wouldn't be obvious from the road, as I was about to make myself *terribly* vulnerable
willow is Chaos: k
AtypicalBiker: I moved my resting from sprawled across the top of the table, to the seat-bench facing away from the road. Hiding, basically, because...
AtypicalBiker: I put in my earplugs
AtypicalBiker: Now, *you* know what happens when someone threatens me when I sleep, I think
WELL....
willow is Chaos: UH-OH
AtypicalBiker: Out in the middle of nowhere, sleeping in the open, *ANYTHING* that touches me would be a threat. Well, obviously the cop had good sight, because he saw my bike and decided to check it out. I didn't hear him pull up because of the earlpugs, didn't see him because of the bandanas and the goggles. Then he nudged my shoulder ...:S
AtypicalBiker: I'm *really* lucky I didn't get my ass beat, get tasered, or go to jail for assault :-/
AtypicalBiker: But if he wasn't wearing a vest, he'll have a sore rib for severeal days
AtypicalBiker:
willow is Chaos: you kicked him?
AtypicalBiker: Like a fucking pissed-off mule
willow is Chaos: fuck
willow is Chaos: was he pissed??
AtypicalBiker: Actually, no!
willow is Chaos: amazing
AtypicalBiker: After he backed up
I was sitting up and said "Gimme a sec...earplugs" and reached up. He was definitely more than wary at that point, but I wasn't trying to stand, and I pulle the earplugs out and showed him
AtypicalBiker: Then I told him what was up...exhausted from the ride through the rain Saturday and again earlier that day, having problems with visibility, all that. So he saaid "Okay, just checking...go back to skleep" and drove off :-O Didn't even tell me I couldn't stay; the opposite, in fact
willow is Chaos: holy shit
willow is Chaos: that is CRAZINESS
AtypicalBiker: that's what I thought, too
AtypicalBiker: After he left, I sat around awhile, until the adrenaline wore off. Moon still hadn't come up, but the mosquitos had all but disappeared, so I figured "Fuck it" and went back to sleep. sans earplugs this time
willow is Chaos: no shit, damn.
AtypicalBiker: So THEN!!!
AtypicalBiker: oh, yeah, there's more
AtypicalBiker: Alright, back
willow is Chaos: k
AtypicalBiker: So, I went back to sleep, no earplugs
AtypicalBiker: Slept pretty well. Probaly several hours, in fact. Then a voice registers, and pounding feet.Eyes open just a slit, and I think I see a dog running toward me from the treeline, and think that the voice was the owner calling him back OR siccing him (it's a pretty deserted area...can get away with a lot, ya know?)
AtypicalBiker: So I *LEAP* off the table with a HUGE shout/growl, best way to throw a dog off it's attack is to attack first. Confuses them
AtypicalBiker: And when I say 'huge' yell, I mean ripping my vocal cords loud. My throat is still sore.
AtypicalBiker: Ready for the awesome part?
willow is Chaos: ouch
willow is Chaos: yeah hit me
AtypicalBiker: There was no dog
willow is Chaos: :|
willow is Chaos: wtf was it
AtypicalBiker: Some cowboy was riding his horse past me, about 50 feet away or less. He never noticed the bike *or* me. What I had heard was him talking to his horse, and, of course, the horse's hooves. The horse had white socks, which I guess had fooled my eyes or something.
AtypicalBiker: Since neither he nor the horse had *any* idea I was there, horse *completely* freaks, guy goes sailing
AtypicalBiker: It was *awesome*
willow is Chaos: scrolling up
AtypicalBiker: k
willow is Chaos: he fell off???!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA
AtypicalBiker: dude...it was *so* fucked up. And now it's HILARIOUS
AtypicalBiker: I just told my roommate, and he's dying
willow is Chaos:
willow is Chaos: I can't even take it. I alughed outloud for like 5 minutes
AtypicalBiker: So this cowboy is out for a nice quiet ride in the pre-dawn, and, with *no* warning *whatsoever*, some lunatic JUMPS UP SCREAMING! aweome
AtypicalBiker: Stopped for coffee about an hour later. Nice picnic table in the trees...ended up reading almost all of Waste Lands 8-)
AtypicalBiker: ugh
AtypicalBiker: I say again, UGH
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Wacky fun!
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When: Saturday,August 13th-Anytime after 8pm.
Where: The usual place-nina's house in Cocoa.
What to bring:Some silly little gift for the b'day girl. Also bring booze and/or food!
I will provide the cake, some other yummy snacks and some alcoholic libations!
Please e-mail me at ninadelamorte@gmail.com and let me know if you are coming and what you would like to bring. Guest are more then welcome too. Just let me know first!