so this weekend, sunday night, i was riding my bike by myself.

and i decided to challenge myself and instead go on a cruiser type ride, go up a slight hill, that slight hill being allesandro. and when i was riding up i thought i saw a dog come down from the hill, but then. the closer i got...

i realized it was an overly friendly coyote, and as i passed it (i was on the right side, he was on the left) he ran over to me, and then started gaining on me. this is when "freak out mode" happened in my body.
so naturally i pedaled my ass off up the hill (twas tiring) at full pedal speed while this crazy coyote was chasing me and it went on for about 1 - 2 minutes of intense escaping bike tactics. i felt like i was racing lance armstrong or something, tour de france style.
finally after being super tired and pedaling i looked back (for the 8th time) to see if the coyote was still on my ass, and he had just stopped in the midde of the street and was staring at me. like helpless little starving coyote expecting me to cut off my arm and toss it to him.
after i got to the top of the hill and paused to catch my breath i raced down and saw no trace of the bastard. instead i saw a weird gay dude getting out his car with his shirt off covered in sweat zipping up his pants as if he just got a blowjob from the other weird dude sitting in his passenger seat. his head looked at me as i went down like one of those weird robotic surveillance cameras, like just turned at a perfect rotation. he was a weirdo.
lesson learned.
just ride my bike on flat streets near skunks drunk bums as opposed to hilly areas with secluded gay dudes and their prostitutes and starving coyotes. On a similar note, whilst riding in the silverlake hills with my friend we spied another guy receiving fellatio in his suv, parked on a dirt road. He quickly sped off when he saw us riding by. Peopel should come up with better places to fool around. its like dont even try anymore (kind of like that one time i saw+plus heard a girl on her kness inside a stall in a dirty hollywood bar bathroom) its no wonder i like hand sanitizer and anti-bacterial soap.

17 comments:
Things to keep in mind when I visit LA in July...
crazy story with cool drawings to accompany it. what if you had been on foot? would it have bitten you? weird.
back at my woodland hills house, stewart & i were driving through the neighborhood at night & saw a coyote. he stopped the truck so we could sit and look & it and it started trotting/running up to the passenger side and, if stewart hadn't of driven away, it seemed like it would've jumped right through the window into my lap
I'm glad you didn't draw the gay dude.
draw the gay dude, it would be hilarious.
OH MY GOD this is a hilarious story!
I LOVE the drawing of you trying to speed away from the coyote uphill.
whew.
These're fun drawings!!
Great story and that coyote is real funny. The last drawing cracked me up. Though I think drawings of you encountering skunks and drunken bums would be just as entertaining.
hahaha!
Crazy times!
I have a similar story about a coyote when I was riding a bike. Only I was on foot. And the coyote was a dog. And the gay guy was an old lady.
You can't escape it.
Geez.. lots of BJs goin on in Cali.. I ride my bike alot too. Pedaling up hills sucks, but its worth it for the coasting down at 80 mph.
Ah, adventure...there's nothing quite like biking in LA!
Maybe it was a gay coyote...
My favorite frame is the coyote happily trotting next to your bike....hasn't decided yet weather to attack! along with your concerned sideways glance!!! Great story telling...Love your style man!
Wow, Biking in L.A. sounds dangerous. In Philly all I have to dodge is cars, drunk people, crazy homeless people, and homicidal bus drivers. no coyotes though. Riding adventures are more fun when theirs danger and or alcohol involved. Great drawings too.
this is how we do it in LA
Funny story/drawings!
lol I love it!
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