People blow

This was a great day until about 6pm.

In a hurry to leave on time I unlocked Dave and my bikes so I could meet up with Dooner and bike to Webster place to see SATC movie.

My tires were flat....so I decided to take Dave's bike instead of blowing my tires up. MISTAKE OF THE WEEK

Rode to the theater.

Locked our bikes up, headed into the movie.

Walked out of the movie feeling very lovey dovey (it was Sex and the City!)

Bike GONE ----- Tears commence

If it had been my bike I still would have been crying but I would have been a little more ok with it. Instead it was Dave's. Because I was too lazy to pump my tires up. I'm a jackass.

So bike thief, you miserable scum you, wherever you are, I hope someone steals something of yours, and I also hope that while you're riding the bike you stole from me you hit a pot hole and fly on to the concrete and break your face - you suck.

As for me, I'm going to go feel crappy for the next few hours. And you can bet your bottom dollar that my bike is no longer locked up on the porch.