This is my yellow bicycle. I use it to cycle to work. There are several advantages to cycling to work.

First of all, it takes me 10 minutes to get to my office, as opposed to 35 minutes, if I take two buses and walk. This gives me an extra 25 minutes to sleep. Great.

Point two, it saves me money. I figure I save an approximate $50 per month, which means I will recover the capital cost of purchasing my yellow bicycle in a month and a half.

Thirdly, when I now poke-poke my butt with my finger as I often do not, it does not sink in like it used to. There is a distinct tension present now that I could probably bounce a coin off, if I could turn around and do it. I am now the fairly proud owner of fairly firm buns. Fairly firm buns are useful in situations when you least expect it. Such as the yesterday when my sister for reasons unknown to me, left her own abode and came into the house without me knowing and caught me just out of the shower, bending over my table rummaging through my cds - butt naked. For some reason, I'd chosen to cover only my shoulders with my very small towel. I have no idea how long she'd been behind me, but she stomped downstairs and called out to me just to indicate her presence. I pretended I didn't hear her over the music playing on the PC, so that she wouldn't know that I knew. And by her not knowing, she would have no cause to be embarrassed, and it thusly follows that I would not feel embarrassed that she's embarrassed. And since nobody needs to admit to anything, there's nothing to be embarrassed about and everybody's cool bananas. Isn't that a neat psychological trick?
 

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