
Laid the motorcycle down at the corner of Market St and Valencia in San Francisco on 10-13-07, on my way to Borderlands Books for the 2007 LitCrawl. I put that bike back up, and got to the gig, because I was late (which maybe is why I dropped the bike in the first place). A nice, bloody way to prep for a reading of INFECTED. What could be better vibes for a horror writer?


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YOU SONOFABITCH!
FEED US! FEED US!!!!Hutch...er... the Amish strike again
*looks around nervously* Seriously, I did not sabotage your motorcycle. I am NOT secretly an agent of Hutchins, placed in here to infiltrate your foolish little lair of darkness. It was totally the Amish. (Hutchins will reward me handsomely for this...) I mean.... damn! That must have hurt.What about the bike?
Come-on, tell us you did the manly thing and used your knee to protect the bike!Were you wearing shorts
Were you wearing shorts while riding??? ........... You f**king squid LMAO and yes I'm getting to this really late......haven't been keeping up with the siglerverse since before October. rock on brothaouch!
you ride a bike? that is awesome!Ouch, that hurts D:
Oh noes, it's a triangle D: *take off all sharp objekts* U got a motorcycle? i hope it's a green kawasaki :D *loves green* *loves Kawasaki's too* Sorry for my terrible English D;