Friday, May 20, 2011

Boulder Defiant






She had a pained expression. "Good Lord, Dear! Must you buy every frame you lusted over in your youth? Can't you just be happy with one? A nice one? Like the one you had when we were in love, in Pamplona? Drinking chianti and fishing for trout in the river? With the sun and the river and the green hoppers?"


The hoppers were good. She was right. At least about that. About the hoppers. And the chianti. As for the rest, not as much.


"Hmmm?" I replied.


Her face twisted into a maligning and aggresive snarl, "Please don't be such an arrogant sot!"


"Yes" I said.


She hit me with a shoe.


"Hmmm?" I replied.

4 comments:

Steve said...

I opened my copy of "The Sun Also Rises" to find a line to continue the story, and literally the first line I saw was, "We stopped and had a drink."

By the way, looks like I'm going to crank up the ol' blog again. We'll see where that goes!

Dan O said...

I always dug the clean design of those Boulder frames. How do they ride?

Haymaker said...

Like I said when you bought it, I'd better see some pics of the built bike when it's done!

..........................................utahDOG! said...

I might just make it into a HAT!