Having had a problem for some time with what I consider to be my 'Black Speed Demon' - not to be mistaken with my 'Black Beauty' - I decided to try to get if fixed. The problem was with the pedal which was loose and in danger of coming off. After a lot of careful consideration I figured that the risk of becoming a road decoration was too high so I finally resolved to do something about it.
The first shop I entered was full of happy helping people who even held open the door for me as I struggled inside with my injured steel horse. Upon further inquiry I was informed that she would be restored to her former glory and ready to be ridden again in no time once for the modest cost of 110zl including a new basket as the old was was broken like an exposed blade.
'Pan mozna zostawic rower ale przyjechadz znowu w Poniedzialek' ('Sir may leave behind his bicycle or return again on Monday') I was informed because the piece I needed was not yet available but there was no need to fret their warm smiles told me and after again having the door held open for me, the day seemed so much brighter than before bringing a smile to my own face.
Cruising home in no great rush I decided to check the competition and to see if they were as charming. The door was not held open for me which was a bad start and gave them a minus rating. There were no smiles but the gruff man took the bike and got to work straight away which was something that hadn't happened earlier - interesting. I waited patiently while he worked away and, prosze bardzo - it was fixed. How much? 10zl.
I felt so happy that I also decided to buy a back light and a new basket. Riding on my wheels in her full beauty, I couldn't believe how close I had been to being ripped off until I got home and realised that after the short journey I had the same problem again. At least I have a new basket and light I suppose.
Friday, November 27, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
A Song
You've got the eyes to control the night
and the sense to use them well.
You feign indifference when it suits you
and can't resist the touch of my hand.
If I could get inside that head of yours
who knows just what I'd find?
There's wisdom in the posture that you choose
so are you really that wild?
At this stage you may think I am writing about my girlfriend which would be weird of you so please continue reading
If I was at your level what would I see?
And with nimble feet what would I scale?
It seems a simple day to me to spend strolling around
There's no lack of what you need but is there more to you than that?
Getting closer...?
Let it go don't make a scene I'm trying to host some company
Your tricks and moves won't work on me or anyone within this room
So close your mouth.
I'm trying hard to work all these things up against a wall
I see they're on their knees, you're on the ground rolling on the floor.
Yes it's him - Have a listen to the song "kot" on Myspace
and the sense to use them well.
You feign indifference when it suits you
and can't resist the touch of my hand.
If I could get inside that head of yours
who knows just what I'd find?
There's wisdom in the posture that you choose
so are you really that wild?
At this stage you may think I am writing about my girlfriend which would be weird of you so please continue reading
If I was at your level what would I see?
And with nimble feet what would I scale?
It seems a simple day to me to spend strolling around
There's no lack of what you need but is there more to you than that?
Getting closer...?
Let it go don't make a scene I'm trying to host some company
Your tricks and moves won't work on me or anyone within this room
So close your mouth.
I'm trying hard to work all these things up against a wall
I see they're on their knees, you're on the ground rolling on the floor.
Yes it's him - Have a listen to the song "kot" on Myspace
Saturday, November 07, 2009
Relationships
Being with a partner is not always easy and the two most important words necessary to remember are possibly - compromise and perspective.
Recently, after having some discussions with various acquaintances, who like me have a passion for music, I have come to the conclusion that these two words can be just as important when it comes to playing in a band. There is a big commitment in coming together with a group of people in order to share a common sound or noise, depending on your perspective. It can lead to arguments, unfaithfulness and to being stood up on occasions but, on the other hand, as one friend quite rightly put it, singing is like making love. If this is the case, sharing this with a combination of other instruments could be perceived as being an orgy.
Before I get too carried away, I want to come back to the feeling of being cheated on. This happened to me yesterday and I suspect that an affair is taking place behind my back. In fact I know that this is the case and that I am being cheated on. The guilty party even informed quite plainly that he spent last evening with his girlfriend which left me with a sour taste in my mouth which is still proving extremely difficult to wash away.
Recently, after having some discussions with various acquaintances, who like me have a passion for music, I have come to the conclusion that these two words can be just as important when it comes to playing in a band. There is a big commitment in coming together with a group of people in order to share a common sound or noise, depending on your perspective. It can lead to arguments, unfaithfulness and to being stood up on occasions but, on the other hand, as one friend quite rightly put it, singing is like making love. If this is the case, sharing this with a combination of other instruments could be perceived as being an orgy.
Before I get too carried away, I want to come back to the feeling of being cheated on. This happened to me yesterday and I suspect that an affair is taking place behind my back. In fact I know that this is the case and that I am being cheated on. The guilty party even informed quite plainly that he spent last evening with his girlfriend which left me with a sour taste in my mouth which is still proving extremely difficult to wash away.
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