Got passed on the expressway by a motorcyclist this morning. One of those Yama-saki rice rockets that forces the rider to lean well forward in the saddle.

Rider covering up the vital parts... well, most of the vital parts. Had a flashy full-face helmet and Kevlar-lined jacket, in colors to match his bike (of course).

Also wearing tennis shoes and cut-offs. If he ever flies off that thing, dressed like that, he probably won't be playing much tennis. But that wasn't the most ridiculous aspect to his appearance.

You know how far forward you have to lean on those things, right? Such that the jacket rides up, the waistband rides down, and behold! Asscrack. Oh, I'd say, a good 6" expanse of it, a full moon for everyone he was passing. Quite a statement.

In cycle class, they say "don't dress for the ride, dress for the fall." But, you know, it's not a bad idea to dress for the ride too. 11:01:02 AM    comment []trackback []