bike dreams fulfilled

so it may seem that the bike god - Cyclovius - has been working to fulfill my bike dreams. with my new move to Silverlake pending, I had once again started daydreaming about a bike that would take me to the market, one that i could use to complete part of my commute to school, and one that would help me get to know my neighborhood.....so with these thoughts in my head and the even more ambitious thought of building a bike at the http://www.bicyclekitchen.com/ I began to think of ways to get the job done. so about a week ago - i dialed in a call to my favorite East Coast Verizon (unlimited cell to cell minutes) buddy, Cameron. I wanted to check and see if the romance was still on, if there were any cool bike stories, and to catch up in general. Cameron told me that she had been working on restoring two pre-war bikes with her roommate and that she was beginning to notice that the bike that one of her two other bikes (total of 4) was going to be seeing no action. at this point Cameron - offerred me her bike if I paid for shipping; evidence that Cyclovius was working his magic. So, after a failed attempt to piggyback the bike to my brother's move to San Francisco, Cameron and I agreed that I'd have to pay for shipping. And as our long bi-coastal relationship goes - we haven't talked about it again - due mostly in part to the 3 day weekend that we both just had.

Now with the feeling that I was going to get a bike I was satisfied to rest my feelings of bike anxiety. But of course being known for his impatience, Cyclovius was not going to be satisfied until i was two wheeling about town. Enter Friday night. After a night of booty shaking hip hop moves at the Firecracker in Chinatown, a serendipitous encounter presented itself that solidified Cyclovius remarkable powers. Drunk and dejected by a botched attempt at making out I stumbled out of the club and began walking with my friend Chris to my car. At this point I see this guy sitting on a milk crate working on a BMX bike on the corner of the street at 2 am with his girlfriend hovering at his side. Looking back at this - it seems like a mirage - like these two people were bike angels or something. after admiring the bike and chatting with the bike angel for a minute I asked him if he'd sell the bike. he told me $40. I checked my pockets and I only had $10. damn! i ran to chris and cleaned him out of his last $20. 20+10=30. how's 30? ummm...ok, how's 30 and my watch?! DEAL. Dope. I got on my new bike and rode it to my car - threw it in the back and drove home.

Cycolvius you amaze me!