Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Aimers Saves the Environment

Talk about making lemonade out of lemons...Friday morning I went to start my car and to my surprise, it was not cooperating. Let's just say my car was running about as well as Bea Arthur in a two legged sack race. As you can imagine, I racked my brain trying to figure out how I was going to get to work, when suddenly I remembered the unicycle I had hanging on my unicycle peg in the garage. I quickly opened up the garage and there she was, a little dusty, but ready and able to ride, like she always is. I spent a minute dusting my unicycle off and took a couple of practice runs down the drive way and I was off. I was able to unicycle all the way to work using the bicycle trail along the beautiful Sacramento River. It was a little cold, but well worth it. I was able to get a good workout, save the environment, and also save a little cash-o-la, as we all know how much gas costs these days. So, if any of you are looking for an economical way to travel to work, I would highly suggest the conveinence of a unicycle. Not only can you benefit from the workout and the savings in fuel, but you can also store your unicycle easily under your office desk.

Hope this helps all of you commuters out there!!


Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Douche Spotting on Howe.

I caught this guy zipping down Howe Ave on Saturday afternoon. If you look closely you will see that he is driving a 70's Alfa Romeo, top down. He is wearing leather driving gloves and what I imagine to be his weekend out crusing newspaper boy cap. The only thing that was missing was a giant pipe.

Thursday, January 04, 2007

If I Were Really an Opossum....

If I were really an opossum I would curl my tail up into a tree all the day long and only come out at night. I'd hide children in my belly, for I'd be a marcupial. I'd stow away in garage cupboards and attics only to produce more babies, for my pouch. I'd play a mean game of chicken. I'd dodge cars and motorbikes as they approached down Fair Oaks Blvd. If I were an opossum I would most likely hiss and gnash my teeth at you, but if you really knew me, you'd know me to be placid and gentle, avoiding confrontation. If I were an opossum, I'd play possum, so people would quit bugging me.

I so wish to be an opossum. Nocturnal or Bust.