April 21, 2008

Welcome to the working week.

I don't know which is more likely to cheer you up. A speckly flower:

Flower

Or a fuzzy motorcycle:

Motorcycle

14 comments:

Pogo said...

I hear you sayin, hey, the city's alright,
When you only read about it in books.
Spend all your money getting so convinced
That you never even bother to look.

rhhardin said...

Raisins becoming Virginia Bluebells in Ohio yesterday.

rhhardin said...

I love the working week, back from when it meant that the cafeteria was open. On weekends you and fellow nerds lived out of vending machines, coffee and ring-dings.

George said...

If that flower has stamen power, it may have the anther to our needs.

bill said...

New Sensations, Lou Reed:

I took my GPZ out for a ride
The engine felt good between my thighs
The air felt cool, it was forty degrees outside

I rode to Pennsylvania near the Delaware Gap
Sometimes I got lost and had to check the map
I stopped at a roadside diner for a burger and a coke

There were some country folk and some hunters inside
somebody got themselves married and somebody died
I went to the juke box and played a hillbilly song

They was arguing about football as I waved and went outside
And I headed for the mountains feeling warm inside
I love that GPZ so much, you know that I could kiss her

Middle Class Guy said...

Flowers and motorcycles; a sure sign that spring is finally here.

Yesterday I saw my neighbor fitting pieces of knitting on her station wagon. She is knitting a sweater for her car as part of a car art project for an exposition next month.

Ron said...

If you had a pic of Scarlett Johannson wearing only a flower while on a motorcycle...now we're talkin'!

Jennifer said...

Now if only we had some awesome Japanese onomatopeia to describe a stylin' fuzzy motorcycle...

Kusha kusha? Kazu kazu?

titusyourmoma said...

Consider the Lillies Steve speaking. Sorry we are out of morning glory. Have a nice day.

former law student said...

Real motorcycles don't have trunks.

ricpic said...

Everything in spring conspires to make you want to get outside and ride.

rhhardin said...

A guy in bright bicycle attire whizzed past me yesterday, on a bike with barely visible thin high speed tires and so forth ; I passed him again on the next uphill.

Spring is a time of out-of-shape bicycle riders.

titusyourmoma said...

Nothing is hotter though when you see a hot guy on a motorcycle with a tank top and big arms and you can see a little of his hairless crack from the back. Absolutely love that.

Pogo said...

Nothing? Nothing?

Oh, please. That's not even in the top 677 things I can think of.