Beauty and the Bike

As I zombied to work today I happened to notice something special at one busy intersection.  There was a young girl, maybe in her 20s, on a bicycle.  She was blond, wearing shorts and was barefoot.  She was beautiful!   That’s special because here in San Antonio, everyone is mexican and looks like they were beaten with an ugly stick.

As I drove the rest of the way to work, I couldn’t help daydreaming about this girl.  She looks like one of the few people in the world who would appeal to me mostly because:

  1. She was not mexican.
  2. She was riding a bike to work.
  3. She was not wearing shoes.

It’s just a dream though.   What young girl would ever be interested in an old troll like me?  I’ll probably never see her again anyway.