best. best. best. ever.

UPDATE: This is the original as seen in my RSS:

Fairfax Bus Stop - yeah u know what I'm talkin'bout - m4w (Between 3rd & 6th & my dreams)

You were the girl waiting for the bus. The quintissential girl waiting for the bus. Killer curls, the style to go with them and the attitude to back it all up -- you dripped with all these and more just the way you stood there.

While I was soaking it all in your eyes were stuck on me, too.

Me, riding my bike (the most dangerous and incompatible thing to be ogling during...)

We wanted to smile more but like an ass I didn't slow down to indulge in the moment.

Today I was a victim of a curse of being bicycle guy -- there is no stopping, nothing I can offer then and there to sexy-waiting-for-bus girl. There's no "need a lift?" when you're on a 10-speed.

I suppose I could've offered a ride on my handlebars. And I suppose this would be an open invitation for the same.

Come sit on my handlebars. Let's go for a ride, Bus Stop Girl!