Bike Trouble.

I was crushin' my way home on from my friends birthday

party in Williamsburg on sunday morning at 5:30 when

disaster struck. There was an unavoidable expansion

strip/dip/hole thing in the road that I hit head on at a

mightily impressive rate of speed. I rolled out of it, but

I started to hear a rhythmic clicking from my rear wheel.

Luckily, the only problem was a popped tube (because

aerospokes are bomb proof/heavy). I had all the tools I

needed to change the tube aside from another tube and a

pump, so I picked up my bike and hoofed it the rest of the

9 blocks to my apartment.

Not nearly as bad as Shanghai Bike Troubles, but enough

to make me laugh in frustration for 9 blocks.