Sunday evening

I don't have access to television. I came home late tonight to have this verified. I believe this has something to do with a vase full of water which was inadvertantly poured onto my entertainment center. The cable box appears to completely unfunctional and there is also a ghost of some sort in my stereo. Hitting the "open cd 1" button makes the radio come on and hitting the power button makes cd 2 come out.

So there is nothing for me to do but blog! And it's good because I had a full weekend. I did the Tour de Bronx this weekend, which is a 25 miles bike tour through the Bronx. It was cold, but the sun did come out eventually and there is nothing like a bike tour to take you to corners of the city in which you live, where you are in never ever going to go for any other reason. It might be cool if you did, but your just not going to.

Things I saw that were interesting:

A man dressed in light aqua from head to toe, this was somewhere in the South Bronx, maybe the Hunt's Point area. He had aqua brogans of some sort, and an aqua polyester pants suit. He looked fabulous, to tell you the truth. He was styling and judging by the hour, likely around 10:50 am, he was on his way to church

The Puerto Rican bicycle biker club men. I would have never thought this, but apparently there are a group of tough middle-aged puerto rican guys in the bronx with tricked out bikes. As in bicycles. They had apperati for mudflaps. There was one that was glistening, entirely retooled in chrome, with a little chrome bull dog on the front. They all had stereos attached to their bicycles, with oldies and salsa, we rode with them for awhile, and it was fun.

Throg's Neck, which the area of marshland facing Queens and LaGuardia airport, which is lovely. Bike tours like this are the coolest thing, because you ride way farther than you ever would on your own, you meet people you would never meet, and at the end of the day you are dead tired, but you biked all over the Bronx.