But… She said ‘anything’… 
Like the new college student being given a credit card ‘for emergencies’. But I put it to the people here: at midnight on a Friday night, running out of pizza and beer IS an emergency!
Why don’t bicycles fall over? Because they are two-tired 
shouldnt this be
“why do bikes fall over”
when im too tired i also cant stand up
Me racing a 40 miler on 28s 
Me biking in Houston in summer.
There is/was a bike off the Cayman Islands, and it was funny to see people try to ride it with fins on. At least that rider had the idea to take their fins off. 
And no one had a camera so it lives in my memory, but was funny to watch.
‘Take the fins off?’ 
I thought then that I found something more cumbersome than toe clips…
That’s funny. I’m in Sugar Land and we’ve been doing the rain dance most of the summer. I had a sprinkler valve go out without me noticing and the grass there died in a week from so much sun and no water.
Maybe the next step is doing all 3 legs of a triathlon simultaneously
Is that an athlon?
And last year I had a sprinkler head explode. The wife saw the geyser, said nothing. I think it took a couple days before I found out. (Parts of the driveway edging were washing out. It can go both ways)
I added a flow sensor now so I know what the system is doing. And swapped in a Hunter Pro-HC controller, which is internet aware and can pull weather info and adjust watering times based on predictions and what weather happened. Plus it will adjust the watering times automagically. It mostly runs itself. I get a notice if something goes off trend with the flow meter and the rain sensor stops watering after it rains. The system will tell me if any zone messes up, and if a zone doesn’t run, or a zone uses more water, or power (valve shorts out, or dies). Nice system…
This was an interesting image to go along with the title of the article. Why did my brain automatically think they just got tired of the complaining about being dropped so much?
She looks fit enough to drop me.
My thoughts exactly. I rode with the local ‘ROMEO’ group (Real Old Men Eating Out), they rode to restaurants for lunch, and they would take off at a set pace, and they did not vary from that more than a few mph. They dropped ME a few times. THAT’s what I want to be like when I grow up! Wow!!