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Chasing rainbows

I was cycling home from work the other day in very strange weather: hot sun, but with a light sprinkle of rain as if I was at the very edge of a lawn sprinkler. It was refreshing but oddly unrealistic, reminding me of nothing so much as the taxi queues outside Vegas casinos with their obscenely wasteful continuous spritzing of water. As I whizzed down the hill, I began craning my neck to see if a rainbow had formed, before deciding that my attention was probably better focused on the road ahead. Still, I thought, it wouldn't be such a bad way to go: hit by a car while searching the heavens for ephemeral beauty. Then I realised that in such an eventuality no-one would actually know why I was staring in the wrong direction, and would probably just assume that I was distracted by a girl in a tight top. Mind you, if I had been, that wouldn't be a bad way to go either; and I have to confess that He died as he lived: chasing rainbows is all very well, but He died as he lived: distracted by boobs would probably be more apt.


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Jul. 1st, 2009 10:48 pm (UTC)
It could have been a girl in a tight top with a screenprint of a rainbow across her chest!
Jul. 2nd, 2009 11:45 am (UTC)
...or a rainbow with boobs!
Jul. 2nd, 2009 12:01 am (UTC)
Alx, you're a man after my own heart. ;-)
Jul. 2nd, 2009 11:47 am (UTC)
I'm afraid you're wrong: your torso contains nothing of interest to me.
Jul. 2nd, 2009 01:51 pm (UTC)
Ha! And you assume I don't have Optimus' "Matrix" in there. ;-)
Jul. 2nd, 2009 11:00 am (UTC)
Yesterday evening - yestre'en, to be more poetic - I saw three lasses, about 16 years old, walking up the road by the local pub, in shorts and bathing-suit tops and flipflops and little else, and although not normally that susceptible, they were so GORGEOUS I had to exert myself to drive more carefully. If I were a chap I'd have been in serious, serious disquietude.

So, yeah. Sometimes you can't avoid being distracted unless you put yourself in a virtual full burqua.
Jul. 2nd, 2009 12:04 pm (UTC)
Hello Glastonbury, we're Virtual Full Burqua!
Actually, I do manage something like that when I'm in my usual trance-like cycling state. Sometimes I have a sudden moment of consciousness and realise that my eyes aren't actually focused on anything, and I'm instead processing everything solely as vectors which may or may not intersect with my own, like a predatory (or, I suppose in this case, prey) animal that only sees movement. This may explain why I've only had one bike accident, and that was when tinyjo was cycling in front of me (at a constant distance), then suddenly braked and hence 'appeared' right in front of me.
Jul. 2nd, 2009 12:16 pm (UTC)
Re: Hello Glastonbury, we're Virtual Full Burqua!
Now I'm thinking about (a) band names and (b) whether the burqua is half full or half empty and (c) what that band would sound like at Glastonbury anyway.

Presumably VFB plays bicycle trance, but muffled.

If you have been, thank you and I'll get my coat; adding only that yes, you have been lucky - my mate Mikey did a similar over-the-handlebars stunt a few days ago and lost both his front teeth, putting at least one through his front lip en route. If he hadn't been wearing his helmet - which is in pieces now, having taken the main initial impact - he'd be dead or brain-injured. Don't like that thought for either of you.

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