Yes. Do you have a question?
The fact that you had to ask this by posting on it is a stunning commentary on your intelligence.
We’re here. And we’re spectacular.
This is a pretty Rene Descartes-ian situation, isn't it?
Cogito ergo sum indeed, sir. We have been duped into making the argument, hence we exist!
Indeed. We ride, therefore we are.
We all face an existential crisis from time-to-time.............
Judging by the activity lately, I think it's a reasonable question to ask.
No. Sorry. We disappeared in 1967. We had planned a group ride on January 24 and it was a lovely day over 60 degrees. We were reveling in riding our steel frames across the city. We got excited and decided to stay on our bikes and do a a ride around the city's perimeter. We got carried away and were still riding a few days later and well, the weather changed. Nobody ever found us but we were on the Lakefront path just south of the Field Museum when we were overcome by snow drifts. AFter we froze to death I think our bodies drifted into the lake. This site is run by our ghosts and we are kind of angry that we never got a chance to finish that ride. We take our anger out on the drivers who got stuck on Lake Shore Drive during that great snow and who veered off of the drive and knocked us off our bikes on the snowy path in the winter before the Summer of Love. None of us are real, or are real any more. We still marvel at how we, who perished long before the world wide web was anything more than a pet project at the Pentagon, can post messages to this forum. If we were real we would be riding bikes and riding ones with that new fangled index shifting and with tubes that did not have to be sewn up. No, we can't ride our bikes any more so we just talk about them. No, Donald, our chains rattle like those carried by Jacob Marley. They really don't link. Never did. You might wonder how we post pictures. Hmm, so do we.
Thank for the entertaining absurdity, David.
Ha! Thanks for the laughs. ;)