Last thursday I came home from work and realized that my bicycle had been stolen. It was parket on the concrete near the house, resting on the kickstand, but not locked or chained to anything. I knew that I was taking a risk, but the thing is a 5 dollar garage sale piece, so the thing has no remaining monetary value to me. Still, I didn’t think someone would come walking up the 20 feet from the alley to take a bicycle. The weirdest part was that the theif unhooked the pouch on the bike and set it neatly on the porch. So I filed a police report, but could not remember a manufacture name or anythign specific about the thing. My description ended up being a “black mountain bike with the handlebars slightly off center of the front wheel.”
This morning, the bicycle is mysteriously resting against the garage. There is no damage, so signs of wear, or even a sign that it was used. Turns out, also, that it wasn’t even a black mountain bike. The damned thing is an uber-dark green!
