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When was the last time you were given a 'backy' on someone's bike? I bet you were more like 15 than 27 when it happened? Add enough alcohol however, and suddenly it becomes a viable mode of transport once again.

After a night downtown, my workmate Rich and I couln't be arsed to walk a mile and a half home, so we went into work to borrow a couple of bikes (people leave 'em there all the time). Unfortunately there was only one. But there was also a helmet, so we though it'd be safe enough for us both to ride it home*.

It's a lot harder to stay on than I remember.

Still, we reached my house without too many re-starts. It was then that we realised we'd had a good run with the lights and hadn't actually needed to use the brakes yet. It turns out they weren't really upto the job of stopping the weight of two people, hence we employed the time honoured 'head for the nice, soft lawn and bail' stopping technique. Pity the sprinklers had just been on.

I roommate looked at me funny when I came in the door laughing my ass off, soaking wet and covered in grass.

Today: beach frisbee, sushi.


*you can see the drunken reasoning in full effect here.