Monday, September 2, 2013

August 26, 2013 Funny Story

 






















So as real as all that looks I have to tell you that it was actually staged and it wasn't even a reenactment! I just want to get that pang in your heart so you all remember how much you love me. You weren't even worried about my face (which couldn't get any worse) but I could have lost some serious brain cells with an impact like that. But super weird right?! They look like concrete or metal and are everywhere just like in the states but they bend! It's a super cool idea to me! Saves the cars and does the same purpose! But they seriously look exactly the same as the states one!
So here is the story: It happened in my first couple weeks (I wanted to put these pictures with it but never had time to take them until my companion had a 10 minute phone call on the road). So we pull up to a stop light. I can't speak smooth worth a darn so I make up for it with my smooth movements and body language. A great writer once described it as moving like a dancer. That was what I was doing, moving like a dancer. My seat was in perfect cycling height so a bit high to comfortably stand so I saw one of the metal (solid I thought) post and headed for it. There was a man also at the light and I want to talk to him in a cool interesting manner so I went a bit wide of the post to be closer to him. I am young and flexible I will just throw my leg out a bit and catch it with ease. If you have seen the movie Tangled, the part where he is tied to the chair and first realizes who he is talking to and say, "hey.. the names Flynn Rider". That's wrong but you know the scene: great voice, great eyes, and smooth head swivel. That was what I was about to do with my "conichiwa". I slow down perfect, perfect spot to talk to him do a beautiful head swivel, am about o say conichiwa, my foot perfect finds the post, I put weight on the post for support and the post just keeps going....... if I had been  right above it it would have been all dandy, but I was at maximum range already folks! my poor hamstring was young but when I say I am a dancer I am talking hairyhiette not molahiette!
With a girlish squeal instead of a conichiwa I pretty much ate dirt. The Lord humbled me and still let me talk to that guy! hahaha but I really do love those things now! Super cool!
Love you all!
Love someone for me!
Law Choro

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