Today a young boy, perhaps 10 years old, asked me “are you a clown?”
I know his question was a hopeful one, because he had an impressive collection of funny cartoonish eyeglasses and kept asking me my opinion on each of them as he donned them for my inspection.
No,.. I got my red nose of drinking too much beverage.
If I’m drunk I see double, and then my cycle has two wheels.
So who said boose doesn’t solve any problems?
I got a “You’re very good!” from an older woman walking by as I practiced hopping, rolling hopping and idling today in front of my house. She passed after a UPD following an idling attempt, but I suppose she watched me for awhile.
Actually, most people are surprised to find out I’m much older than I appear to be, and my usual answer is that I’ve had so much alcohol it has preserved my carcass and stopped the aging.
But that is a lie, I actually drink very very little.
I’ll try to remember the bit about seeing double next time I get the wheel remark.
Yesterday the SARs had a visitor who was a friend of Irene’s from France and going to school in Vancouver. We had a Coker herd of five and had a nice urban ride. Normally I don’t see nationalism from too many of the states in the US. This is nationalism that I would define as “I’m from this region so I’m better than you.” Rampant in some European countries and, for the states, I would order the most nationalistic (superiority complex) in order starting with Texas followed by New York and then maybe a tie between Washington and Oregon. For the most part people from the US (exceptions noted) realize they are just people and where they happened to be born geographically has little if anything to do with their character, knowledge, or intelligence. This leads up to the quote.
I had left the remaining four riders at a Subway Sandwich shop to get some chow and I had gone to get the truck to transport Ann-Sophie to the bus station with her Coker and gear. A guy walks up to me and says, " I’m from California and have never seen a unicycle like that before and I’ve just seen five others. Can you tell me something about them?" Him cleverly not identifying me as one of the others because I’m so indistinguishable. I thought for about a quarter of a second and said, “you know, you could just as well be from Luxembourg and never have seen unicycles like these. Do you think being from California means you’ve seen more than most or comprehended more than most?” To which he answered, “yes,” to my astonishment. I had no alternative but to let him know that I could probably tell him less than he already knew about the unicycles because of his remarkable, geographical blessing of osmotic information gathering.
As I’m pushing my uni up the steep fireroad to Llyn Y Fan Fach, I come across two lady hikers.
“I just have to ask,” says one, “are you really going to ride that?”
“Up? No. Down? Yes.” I reply.
“Fantastic!” she beams at me.
Actually the guy from California has a point, as much as you’d like to believe otherwise. Like it or not (me: not), most fads start in California. So if Unicycling was a fad, which I don’t think it is but to an outsider it may appear to be, coming from California WOULD make him more likely to have seen something like this than if he was from, say Colorado.
So despite being from Colorado and hating Californians only slightly less than Texans :), I have to side with the Californian in this case, and think that it was the guy from Washington that was exhibiting nationalism by laying into the Californian so hard.
so, yeah I was waiting for my bus yesterday and side hopped up onto a bench and 180’ed off of it and this guy said “OH MY GOD A UNICYCLE!” and then these other guys leaned out of their car and just started screaming nice things at me it was cool.
Sheesh…on the scale of Harpernian Layinginto, that was nothing. A toss off comment at best, and at the end of a long and hilly ride. Catch him just coming off the Bainbridge Ferry in the morning, before Chilly Hilly, for a hinting at the true capabilities.
Growing up in New York (apparently the second-most nationalistic state in the union), I learned two things early on. The first is that you don’t need a good reason to dislike Texas, and the second is that you should never pass up the opportunity to bust on a Californian. I mean really dude, why would you?