|Mailing back my Netflix DVD|
For the 'personal care' category, I decided to get a shoe shine. I've had this pair of Doc Marten's Since I was in my early 20's. That's a long time. They've been through mosh pits and various other abuses over the years. I love these shoes, they're Quality with a capital Q. I polish them myself with dubbin regularly, but they needed some extra love today. A professional shine.
I learned that women don't often come in for shines, as I was ignored by the shiners initially. I had to make it clear I was there for a shine and not one of the other services they provide at the repair shop.
|A shoe shine!|
|Old school, baybeee!|
My morning ride was glorious.
|You couldn't see Downtown through all the fog.|
|A flooded RiverWalk|
|A foggy sunrise|
|Mount Washington, shrouded in fog|
This guy bugs me, I see him on a regular basis on my lunch hour riding his bike as well. I've tried being friendly to him initially, but he never returned my nods or smiles.
Over time, I noticed he would pass me and pedestrians without "on your left"-ing or ringing a bell. He nearly clobbered a family walking behind the Science Center one day. Jerk.
Today, because the RiverWalk was flooded, he SALMONED down North Shore Drive right at me and the vehicle behind me. Ass.
I shook my head at him because I've had enough of his dangerous riding.
|Wrong side, twit.|
It was good to see faces I've not seen in months.