things in Canada
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Vancouver, 2001.05.26
Woke up with a three-star migraine today. Was after noon before I was up and around. After puttering a bit, I went down to the beach and sprawled out on the sand. I used a bit of driftwood for a pillow, and was woken half an hour later by Ken's cell phone, which I'd taken. We went down to look at bikes. I was stunned by what's around these days.
When I started talking with another customer about one of the bizarre new bikes (it had only one post holding the front wheel, rather than a fork!), he explained some of its features to me. I said, "I guess that's why it costs $3000."
He said, "No shit, eh?". "No shit", an expression I never heard once in Australia. Like I never heard public laughter.