Lust turns to anger, a kiss to a slug
Something was sticky on your shag rug . . .
I remember the way he groaned and moved with an animal skill
I rubbed my face in the sweat that ran down his chest
It was all very run-of-the-mill
That last line is a woman's scorn with a big-ass capital "S," isn't it? It's probably just as well I'm not dating Chrissie Hynde of the Pretenders -- I have confidence issues as it is.
Chrissie Hynde |
Enough words. I told you this post was going to be all about video. Here we go.
But first, a few technical notes. All video was shot with a Blackberry Curve. All video was shot while I was on my bike, usually trying to steer with one hand and hold the Blackberry with the other. All individual videos are very short because the Blackberry won't allow you to e-mail long videos, and I'm much too busy to look for a cable to hook the Blackberry up to a computer and transfer longer videos.
Here we go again -- and I mean it this time.
The "Trail of Tears" ride begins:
Blackberry Curve |
Here we go again -- and I mean it this time.
The "Trail of Tears" ride begins:
Excuse the shaky camera:
A little later:
I'm pretty much lost at this point:
The W10 trail marker:
The W27 trail marker and map:
No annoying chatter -- just video:
A rocky stretch:
No other humans:
I've seen the W2 trail marker before:
Time for an apple:
Wish I had worn two pairs of padded bike shorts:
I once was lost, but now am found:
The end of the ride:
Here's Chrissie Hynde and the Pretenders performing "Up the Neck" in Paris in 1980:
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