I *need* pretty...

...even when it comes to transportation.  Actually, scratch that.  Given my oft-indulged shoe habit, especially when it comes to transportation.

I'm not sure I ever really had this as a specific thought until today.  I mean, I know exactly how picky I am about cars.  That is to say that I'm so picky that there are only a small handful of cars that I would ever spend money on, and even if money were no object, my favorite would always be the least expensive of the bunch.  And I already own two of those--specifically, the 1990 Mazda MX-5 Miata--but only if it lacks power-steering.  A Miata with power-steering is a horrible thing.

Anyway, on Friday night while out with friends, our conversation turned to bikes.  Bicycles, that is.  Road bikes, specifically.  We were standing in front of a bar and looking at a fixie locked to a rack on the sidewalk.  I mentioned to one of them that I was thinking about getting another bike, because he has a friend who owns a bike shop.  And then I immediately had thoughts of the bicycle dutifully chained up on my porch.

She's a Schwinn Breeze from the early-70's in Campus Green.  Her name is Anabelle.  She needs a little clean-up, but I think she's gorgeous.

Today I was thinking about her again, and wishing the weather was a little less damp so I could take her out for a ride.  Also wishing that I didn't have tension knots in my shoulders and back that were triggering massive headaches.  So, instead of going for a ride, I consoled myself with snapping a few pictures...