"I can ride my bike with no handlebars, nooo handlebars"

This is supposed to be sung to the tune of that stupid song, I don't know the name of it but if you've heard it you clearly know what song I'm talking about just by reading the title. LAME-o! Anyhoo, for the next few minutes I am going to be blogging about bicycles. Weird, you may say but there is legit reasoning behind this blog. Promise!

So apparently there has been a string of robberies/burglaries in our neighborhood over the past couple of weeks. As I was walking home from the grocery store during the middle of the day last Saturday, I was taking this kinda ghetto shortcut that takes you directly to the end of our apt. (I'm not really sure that its even a shortcut at all... but hey it's all what you tell yourself in your head, right?!) Anyways as I'm walking down that way, this neighborhood security guy stops me and tells me that just a week and a half ago there was this little Chinese woman that got mugged walking down there. And he said that it was at 1.30 in the afternoon. IN THE AFTERNOON!! Holy smokes! Mr. Security man then proceeds to tell me that on the other side of the street (which would be the non-shortcut way to get to our place) a man got beat up and mugged only a week or so before that. He was basically telling me this as a warning to be careful. Both mug victims said that they were mugged by a black man and a Mexican. Mr. Pao (security guard... I nicknamed him, apparently I like to do that to people I do not know!) continued to tell me that they ride on a bicycle and pretend to run you over so that you have to move aside and then they grab the purse off of you. Eeek, scary!

So I finally get home but being the biggest Nervous Nellie that I've ever known in my entire life OF COURSE, every single person that I now see on a bicycle I run hella far away from. It has also got me thinking the past few days when walking home what a mugger must think about. It is just so rude and such an inconvenience to mug someone. Like if you stole my purse, ok I don't care about the $$$ (chances are your gonna get 20 bucks and thats if your lucky buddy!) But if you steal my purse, your then taking the keys to my apt. Awesome, now I'm stuck outside. I wouldn't even have a mobile (I'm still so Irish!!) phone to call anyone. AND dependent upon what time of day it is and where I'm going you might even get my shoes that I was planning on slinking into once I get to work! Arseholes!

Anyways so I've gone off on a tangent but I just wanted to mention one little thing about my walk home tonight. I'm pretty sure this guy maybe, JUST maybe is the bike thief. Dude rolls by on a pink bicycle. Yes, I said pink. Seriously? Did you borrow that from your sister???