A few weeks ago, I was on my motorcycle riding down Central Ave. in Glendale, California. It was a nice day out and decided to go write at one of my favorite cafe's down the street.
With my laptop secured into my backpak and my motorcycle checked out and ready to go, I was looking forward to the usual trip there (wearing my typical t-shirt and jeans).
However, as I waited for the light to turn green, I noticed something wasn't right. Although it looked like flying little debri in the distance, up
Published on May 16, 2009 10:28