there's nothing similar on my milk crate so i had to get creative with the attachment. with that done, i rode to davis square to 
1) deposit some checks (my motorcycle insurance paid me an additional few hundred to cover the hospital cost from my 2008 accident); 2) make sure that wing works was still opened (when i called them a month ago, nobody answered, so i was worried, but they're still in business); and 3) visit the goodwill store to find a small glass globe aquarium to replace the one i accidently smashed a while back (the woman charged me a dollar when it should've been $2).
riding into davis square i saw a man on elm street selling used bicycles from the sidewalk. i was hoping to run into him when i came back but he was gone.
i was just thinking: the US is running a huge deficit, but there's something in this country that we have a surplus on: fat! if only somehow we can capitalize on it. like maybe use all that surplus fat for fuel - the ultimate biofuel! or find a way to export it to other countries (i'm looking at you, china).
despite being lactose intolerant, i've found myself drinking a lot of milk recently. i'm secretly hoping by these repeated exposures that i will gradually rebuild my tolerance for diary products. any success? still too early to tell. excuse me while i go use the bathroom again.