We must've looked like aliens to all the cars out on Laguna Blvd. this weekend. Tyler and I rode our bikes to Tops Yogurt. The only way I'll buy it for him is if we ride. About 3.5 miles round trip.
But I took a detour to the supermarket for some eggplant. The store has no bike racks outside, no where to park the damn things, so I tied them off to one of those quarter-in-the-rocket-ship rides for 2 year olds. Who would do such a thing, ride a bike to the store? Isn't that just too dangerous? And with a child! Putting him at risk!
Outside, I'm approached to sign petitions. Signatures for ballot initiatives. I am wary of such things now, because 10 years ago I signed one blindly that threw a provision on the ballot to eliminate the California ISO. Not that I now mind, as I think electricity deregulation is a colossal waste of effort. But the guy wanted me to sign one because 'it works for alternative energies that will help bring down the cost of gas." His exact words.
I said I'm hoping gas goes to $12 a gallon...it might just benefit the environment, the obesity epidemic, and might get people out on their bikes. As I'm unlocking the bikes, he said, "Well, what about the rest of us?"
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