Today I did my first serious ride in a while; that is, "serious" by my standards. I and a friend of mine rode about thirty miles, with the requisite stops for taking pictures. I also lost my biker gang cred by getting off the bike to allow some pedestrians to pass on a tight pathway.
But I didn't lose my frivolous cred. I led the ride in the most haphazard way possible. When asked my plans for the next segment of the ride, I was at a loss for words. Plans? I don't never have no stinkin' plans. So I came up with this: "We're going to do a u-turn up at the next intersection. We're going to go back to that little market that has the grand opening sign. I'm going to buy a lottery ticket, win the lottery and quit my job. Don't worry, you'll get a new bike out of it." That pretty much satisfied my friend as far as plans went.
And here's the only interesting picture I got out of the ride:
You can make up your own story about this.