77 Wars

i had written this on 16 december, 2006:

man, i was out riding my motorcycle on some errands this morning/afternoon and when i was in little tokyo it started raining a little and i was thinking, whatever, a little rain, kind of nice because i like the rain. i was watching people run and hide from the water. like most everyone, they are idiots. unlike me, because i am a genius. so i get my gear on and start riding home which is only about two miles. starts raining harder, no big deal. starts raining really hard. interesting. i didn’t get worried or frustrated or anything like that, but at about 40mph going north on beaudry, i noticed that a river of water was pouring down the front of my jacket into my crotch. it felt as though i were pissing myself, only with cold water. it started to feel like my manhood was trying to invert itself to keep warm. anyways, it’s good to be home again. in a clean pair of boxers with the heat way up listening to built to spill’s ‘you in reverse’. good times. good times.

photo nick romaniak