biking against the wind

You got to reduce that surface area. Surface area is drag begging to happen. You got to keep your head down.
Let that wind know it better just head right on up and over. Let it know you’re serious.

You got to reduce that surface area. Surface area is drag begging to happen. You got to keep your head down.
Let that wind know it better just head right on up and over. Let it know you’re serious.

The dog had no say in any of this.

Motion evades the camera, so you’ll have to trust me: she was whooping and vibrating with laughter.

Inverses:
1. Lockstep: red right back, black right front.
2. He resents the name “man-purse” in exact proportion to his fondness for the bag itself.

Questions and questions and questions:
Where is it? What is it? Is it there? Was it ever?

The mathematics of fractional limbs and invented appendages:
2 + 2 = ~2.

Blue on blue on blue, and two hundred shiny metal studs to hold it all together. It’s denim’s world; she’s just living in it.

If this were a syndicated comic strip in a daily newspaper, this guy would have a skateboard and I’d have something hilarious to say about “saggin’” and “kids today” and the counterintutive high cost of apparently ill-fitting, poorly maintained retail clothing options.
I’m thinking Beetle Bailey, that sort of thing. Great big cartoon eyes, violent motion lines at the doubletake. “Well, get him a belt!” Something like that.
Something like that.

Choose:
- this very tiny man is standing atop a wooden post, or
- optical illusion.
Choose and be judged.
Feels like I was just getting started, and then I went and neglected this thing for a couple months. Time to fix that, I think.