Thursday night, as Bob and I were leaving to go golfing, I happened to look at the side of my carport where we keep our bikes and holy crap! My bike was gone! I couldn’t believe it! Some punk-ass shit kid probably stole my bike and is now trying to sell it on Ebay! Or it could be the people who go around stealing trash. The sad part about this whole situation is that I don’t remember the last time I saw my bike. The bike could have been gone for days, even weeks. But at least the robber left the bottle water that was in the holder for over a year. How thoughtful.