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Yeah not the end of the world though. If it had been stolen in the beginning of summer rather than fall I would be much more upset.. Now, I've got 5 or so months to find a replacement.
Yeah not the end of the world though. If it had been stolen in the beginning of summer rather than fall I would be much more upset.. Now, I've got 5 or so months to find a replacement.
Keep your eye on Craigs List. I know a few people that have found their bikes that away.
One of my roommate's professor's bike was stolen a few years ago. Unfortunately I didn't get to witness this, but I guess the professor saw a kid riding the bike, yelled at him that it was his bike, and as the kid tried to speed away he tackled him off the bike. Apparently just in the middle of campus too with a bunch of other people around. What an awesomely badass thing to do.
^ That reminds me of my own stolen bike recovery. One night my now ex-husband's very nice, very customized racing bike was stolen off our front porch - while we were home! - and he was heartbroken. He'd had it since high school, had saved for months to buy it... so not only was he emotionally attached to it, we couldn't afford to replace it.
So me, being both intrepid and somewhat stupid, drove around the 'hood and spotted some gangsta-lookin' thug riding it. He'd modified the handlebars, added cheesy reflectors on the spokes, etc., but I *knew* that was the bike. So I followed him to where he lived, noted the address, and waited until the hubs got home. Then we rolled up to the house, called the cops, and waited for them to intervene. It practically took an act of Congress to get it back. (Actually had to call the bike shop back in his old hometown, which miraculously still had a record of the sale, to verify the VIN.)
Moral of the story: chutzpah pays; crime doesn't. And don't steal sh!t from me, or I will hunt you down, mofo.
Yeah not the end of the world though. If it had been stolen in the beginning of summer rather than fall I would be much more upset.. Now, I've got 5 or so months to find a replacement.
Keep your eye on Craigs List. I know a few people that have found their bikes that away.
Best suck it thieves story ever. A guy got his bike stolen. He searched craigslist and found it for sale. He set up a meeting to "buy" his bike back. He asked the thief if he could ride it up and down the block to test it out. The thief said okay at which point the guy got on the bike and hauled ass essentially stealing the bike back.
Post by Longtime and Frequent Poster on Sept 21, 2012 19:25:50 GMT -5
Well, I guess we've reached the point where there isn't a discernible difference light-wise between 7:15 AM and 7:15 PM when you're in your bedroom. Just spent the first few seconds post-nap freaking the f out about having to get ready for work, only to realize I'd gotten home from work 2.5 hours ago.
Post by Dave Maynar on Sept 22, 2012 18:17:35 GMT -5
Went to mow the lawn today. By walking across the hill in the wrong shoes, I seem to have jacked up something in my calf. Had to stop 1/3 of the way through and have been laying down nursing it since then. Good times.
Went to mow the lawn today. By walking across the hill in the wrong shoes, I seem to have jacked up something in my calf. Had to stop 1/3 of the way through and have been laying down nursing it since then. Good times.
1. Mowed grass. (Bless my parents' hearts; they paid a hot looking soccer player to mow ours every week when I was a teenager. I spent many a hot Saturday lying on my bed watching him sweat. )
2. Changed a baby's diaper. (This is not a travesty, based on horror stories I've heard.)
3. Ridden in a limo. (Not even on my wedding day; best man screwed up & forgot to reserve one.)
4. Been on time. For ANYTHING. (As anyone who knows me can attest!)
Yeah, that's enough. Maybe this should've gone in the Drunken Rambling Thread?
Went to mow the lawn today. By walking across the hill in the wrong shoes, I seem to have jacked up something in my calf. Had to stop 1/3 of the way through and have been laying down nursing it since then. Good times.
lol well played sir, well played.
fwiw i hate mowing the lawn too haha.
I don't mind the flat parts. The hill parts suck. You can ask Abra though. I have been hobbling around ever since. I actually hate ducking out of stuff due to sickness or injury.
I don't mind the flat parts. The hill parts suck. You can ask Abra though. I have been hobbling around ever since. I actually hate ducking out of stuff due to sickness or injury.
It's Sunday, aka Man Day, aka Dave-Shouldn't-Move-Unless-It's-To-Go-To-The-Bathroom-So-He-Doesn't-Piss-Himself-And-That's-It Day.
not cool, bike stealer! not cool.
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