Friday, April 23, 2010

Should Have Antique Plates

Today is the third day of commuting on the new-antique bike. Yesterday, at a slow corner on the bike path, a man coming the other way on one of those crazy folding bikes with tiny wheels flagged me down, evidently just to look at the Raleigh. "How many speeds do you have?", he asked. "At the moment", I replied, "four that work, and one that doesn't". "Wow", he said in a tone of voice I generally reserve for admiring large wooden boats built before the Hoover administration , "A Sturmey-Archer five...." Yessir. And 80% functional, too.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Patient Scrabbleâ„¢

I've been in private practice now for three years. Strangely, I still don't have any clients with last names beginning with E, I, J, Q, U, X, or Y. If you know of anyone with one of these surnames, please inquire whether they need a psychiatrist. I'm trying to complete my file-cabinet alphabet.

Equally strangely, I have a dozen clients with "W" last names. And they aren't all the same family.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

I can haz new bike

I'm pretty excited about this. It's older than me. It has five gears, internal, in a peculiar arrangement. It's a really pleasant ride-- a feeling I don't think I've had on a bike since "10 speeds" became the must-have fashion.