Saturday, December 09, 2006
LeRoy Done It
Okay. LeRoy is a magnificent animal, for a twerp. On our hike he made one new friend and scared a cat. The new friend is Elmo and belongs to a guy with a long leash and no taste. The guy walks along one side of the walkway and his dog Elmo on the other and the leash between them sweeps the path. Clever guy, Elmo's owner. I'm coming by on my bike soon and will charge the cordon. I'll probably end up where I did the last time I dared a car driver. On my face among my bicycle parts blaming the barnstormer for it all. So I'm impatient. His SUV outweighed me by 3,000 pounds. Couldn't he be cool? Since my flight over the handlebars I've healed, and it took some doing. But my bike cables and a few other moving parts of the machine are scraped and frayed. How come machines can't learn to heal like the rest of us? Even LeRoy can do this. Please explain the gap between people and machines in less than 100 words. Post here. Thanks.
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Okay. I didn't explain here that LeRoy is my dog. A chesapeake. Kind of wavy, dark brown coat on top that smoothes to flat on the sides/flanks. (See Google/Images for photos.) He is five years old, and much more patient than I am. He walks me daily.
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