I'm frequently found about town with a bike frame strapped to my back. Usually it's something that I'm picking up or dropping off for a friend or teammate who has busted their carbon race bike. That's exactly what happened here last month as I was delivering this to Philly Bike Smith for one of their folks.
The picture below was posted to "Philadelphia Stolen Bikes" on Facebook.
Tuesday, March 01, 2016
In preparation for having Susanna and Camilo over on Saturday, Jennifer and I finally took it upon ourselves to put the refrigerator into the lovely little nook prepared for it. While the move itself caused the standard sort of argument that occurs when people move furniture into tight spaces, the end result was fantastic.
Friday morning, I had the unmitigated joy of reaching into the cereal shelves pulling out a box of granola, and then reaching a mere 3 feet below to open the door to the refrigerator to extract a bottle of milk.