7.21.2006,8:48 PM
A Bird's Commentary
As I rode home last night on my favorite road in the sweltering heat, leaning gently into the curves, lifting myself off the saddle over the bumps, enjoying the cool dampness provided by the tall green canopy over the road, the day's tenseness flowing out behind me, Satriani's guitar in "Flying in a Blue Dream" melded perfectly in my head with the whine, chirps and whirring of Whee.
I was flying in a blue and green dream with a grin.
Reflecting for a second on how the bike's chirps so closely resemble that of a bird, I was momentarily startled then amused as a bird overhead deposited its white commentary on my helmet and faceshield.