Breaking the fixie out of confinement, I took it for a ride along the river and through the streets of Melbourne. Going back to riding fixed wheel was fun. Though I forgot I have to look out for snakes rather than bears, and at one point clipped the tail of a brown snake who was happily wriggling across the bike path.
in a small mall thing in the city, there are a group of young security guards (they all seem to be in their 20s). i call them the goons. but when they were buying outfits for them, it was obviously decided that big black trenchcoats would be a good look. nice for intimidation etc. so you have this group of three young goons, all wearing enormous jackets. the thing is, i don’t think they checked the sizes before giving them the jackets, as they all seem at least a size too big – you see the goons walking around, and you can just see their fingers poking out the bottom of the sleeves. this is combined with the fact their trousers are all too big – nice and bunched up around their shoes. i think it’s hard for them to look like they’re in a position of authority when they’re walking around looking like little kids dressed in their dads clothes. and they all have nice big walky talkies, that they like to use for gesturing at things, and generally waving around so they can show how important they are.