Got some bling for Bella today. Bella is my bicycle, in case anyone is wondering, because bicycles should be anthropomorphized lest they become moody.
Anyway, I went to REI to get a 50-cent (not the rapper) clip for Chaco's sandals because he'd broken the original. How DOES he do it? I went in to get the clip and came out with the clip and the bling. See it?
It's sort of hard to see in this grainy, poor-backgrounded photo, but it's there all right. Anyone? Let's play I SPY!
I SPY Bella's new bike bling. More specifically, I SPY Bella's new ring-a-ding-ding bike bling.
Yeah, I got one of those nerdy bells. A bell for Bella.
Here's an enlargement:
See? Really, though, I'd been wanting to get one of these for a while. They are quite functional, and I was tired of coming up behind people on the paths and having to say, "ON YER LEFT!"
And, recently, I was the recipient of one of these dingle-lings. I must've been out walking the dog when I heard this cheerful little mechanical chirp. I turned around to see a large man on a burly bicycle headed right for us. That cheerful little mechanical chirp was so much nicer than an "ON YER LEFT!" or a "MOVE OVER!" or a "COMIN' THROUGH" or, worse, nothing, only to be startled silly when the large man on the burly bike went cruising on by.
So I wanted one too.
The big box store didn't have them, although they had two different models of those obnoxious ah-OOOO-gah horns. Seriously, who uses those?? Good old REI.
So I tried it out this afternoon. Beautiful sunny day, I was bound to come upon someone to dingle, right? No. No one. Not a soul. Party poopers. I did meet up with one woman out walking her dogs, but she was facing in my direction and pulled herself and the dogs over in plenty of time. I almost wanted to pull a U-ie and pass her from behind just so I could do my ring-a-ding-ding thing.
Well, I'll be patient and sleep, perchance to ding.