A Mess

So I had another bike accident today. If nothing else, I’m pleased? to report that I wasn’t in any way under the influence this time.

This comes about four days after I finally got my bike fixed after the last accident. Today’s meeting with the pavement occurred as I was riding with Will to the Electric Fetus, a record store in Minneapolis. We were on our way there and I was wearing Bloc Party hoody and my messenger bag. About half the way there I decided I didn’t want to be wearing BP hoody anymore, so I began to take it off whilst continuing to ride. I removed the jacket without incident, but as I was working to stuff it into by bag, I lost my balance somehow. I didn’t get my hands out in time, so I banged up my chin a bit and cut my bottom lip. Also, I reopened the very nice scab left over from the first crash.

The front wheel got bent a bit and my handlebars became unaligned, but my bike seemed okay after getting the chain back on. Unfortunately, I had just put lube on the chain, so it was really greasy and my hands got gross. We continued on to the Fetus, where I think I got some weird looks because of my red chin and blood soaked shirt sleeve. I bought tickets for of Montreal and the Hold Steady, then we biked back home. After crossing the river back into St. Paul I began to notice that my back tire was getting really flat, but I pushed on and made it back home after a lot of effort.

Did I mention that I ran into a tree over the weekend?

I think somebody is trying to tell me something. My guess? They’re saying I never should have left Amsterdam. Didn’t have any bike accidents in Amsterdam.