Today was not a balmy day. I didn't have a derby hat. It was snowing, and as I wrestled my rusty old bike chain into submission, I said to myself, "what are you doing..."
I mean really.
I am freezing my hands, and I am trying to film myself.
Every time I want to take footage I have to....
- find a place to put the camera (say a rock)
- walk away
- then do what ever it is I find worthy of filming (gallantly riding my bike away into the sun)
- look around
- if I see anyone: smack my head to act as if I forgot something( to not look like a nut doing circles in a parking lot.)
- turn around
- bike back
- shut off the camera.
Oh shoot I forgot to press record.
Take 2
Trust me, being your own actor, director, scriptwriter, and bike mechanic is no cakewalk
So anyways....
I arrived at Greenstar, ears an unnaturally blue pigment, and hustled into the cozy smell of grocery store.
I plopped the camera down on a shelf, and walked past it with pencil and paper in hand. I noted my hands were no longer numb, avoided the awkward stares, and realized there are lots of local foods available in winter.
Well not lots, but enough that I won't whither away gasping "please no more winter squash..."
Ya, ill be ok.
Biking into school tomorrow...
