Not in the shirtless leather-vest wearin’ Harley ridin’ way. I bought myself a bicycle. Not some fancy 55-speed touring bike. Not a light-framed, knobby-tired, shock-absorbered mountain bike. I got a three-speed, pearl blue, stylin’ get-around-town bike. And I love it. Seriously, if I could figure out how, I’d make love to it. I rode it home from the bike store - about 40 minutes - and then rode it around my neighbourhood for about an hour after. I haven’t had a bike in a few years. When I was in Toronto I walked everywhere. Plus bicycle theft is a big industry there, and it just didn’t seem worth the effort. Wanna go for a ride? (click the pic to see it in all it’s full-size glory!)