DART Adventure #1 - the noisy bike
After riding from work to Mockingbird station today, I entered the elevator to head up to street level to find another guy already in there with his beach bike, complete with rear-mounted "saddle bags" made of bent wire (he didn't make it, it was a manufactured item, I'm just illustratin' here...).
I had my earphones on, as I always do for the DART trips, and this guy just starts talking...from what I could make out over Al Franken's voice, he was talking about how "when [he] gets going real fast and goes around a corner, that cage starts hittin' those back wheel spokes and starts goin' 'whoomp whoomp whoomp whoomp'". I responded by suggesting he make some brackets (to hold the cage away from the wheels) and he responded that it wasn't a problem except for when they didn't have anything in them.
Luckily, the elevator had gotten to the top by this time and I exited...and he walked up to some other people and started talking to them. I went across the street to wait and I saw him about five minutes later tearing out of there on his bike, pulling a Kroger shopping basket alongside him.
And that's that for now.