oh dear

dear philadelphia,

who decides where to put the bike lanes? you know- who's the guy who says "this street and this side of this street" etc? because i'd like to sock him a good one. has he ever even seen the streets he's setting up bike lanes on? it's like he purposely chose to mark lanes on the bumpiest, most pot-hole-ridden, 10,000 manholes everywhere streets. do you know what that's like to ride over? your butt begins to hate you and your tires deflate. this is especially infuriating considering that the other side of the street always seems to be smooth and even, with 0% obstacles. the bike lane assigner guy, is a douchebag.

love,
caitlin

ps- thank god for curtis at via bicycle who can fix philly street-induced flat tires. (and do it for a relatively cheap price!)

dear apartment,

our body count is up to seven now. two downstairs; five in christine's bed. where are you keeping all of these mice? i know you had it rough before and your previous owners did not treat you the way you ought to be treated. but we've been good to you- vacuuming you and scrubbing down the cabinets. we never leave food scattered on your countertops or things fermenting and turning into small fuzzy green monsters in the fridge. so please- cut us some slack. evict the mice. it's getting ridiculous.

love,
caitlin