1 OZ OF SILVER

The Story of the Bike
So, a few weeks ago, I decided I wanted to get a bike. I haven't had one in years (left it behind in one of our many moves), but I thought it would be good exercise and I might save some money on gas. I asked my buddies at the Salvation Army if they had any bikes, and they told me to come in the next Thursday and they'd hook me up. Sure enough, when I went in on Thursday, they had a woman's ten speed for me! Yay! I took it home, went inside to make dinner, and a few minutes later thought, Oh, I should bring that bike inside until I get a lock for it. I went outside and it was gone. Yup. Stolen. I didn't even get a chance to ride my new purple bike. So I went back to the Salvation Army, and they promised me the next one that came in. Yesterday was my lucky day! I stopped by and they had a spiffy silver bike all ready for me! It didn't have any pedals, so today Mr. Runabout took me to a bike shop and got me some pedals and some other doohickies it needed, including a basket (which doesn't fit, so I'll have to take it back.) After he got it all put together he took a picture of me taking it for a test drive. In his words: "You look like a seven year old on Christmas."

My commuter bike was stolen yesterday, 10/26/2010 at the downtown Frederick MARC station. Frederick peeps, if you see it on the street, please call me at (240) 344-0936 or the FPD dispatch at (301) 600-2102.

Bluish/silver Austro-Daimler frame, single-speed, front wire basket, hammered fenders, butchered leather saddle, brass bell, cork grips, city bars.