Blinkie Down!!!

Poor, lost blinkieI lost my favorite blinkie.
He was so very bright.
He fell right off my seat bag,
now I can’t ride at night.

He likely fell while speeding,
flying down some hill,
Gorge Road, or maybe Whitney,
and laying there, he’s still.

So if you see my blinkie,
and crushed he isn’t, yet,
then let me know in email.
My blinkie, I’ll come get!

Thank you.


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6 Responses to “Blinkie Down!!!”

  1. I’d like to suggest the CatEye TL-LD1000 as your replacement.
    http://www.cateye.com/en/products/viewProduct.php?modelId=41&catId=7&subCatId=4

    Kick butt tail light!

  2. O! Sad lost Blinkie!
    Power on, though I am now
    without your red glow.

    (An haiku por vous.)

  3. I’d second the CatEye TL-LD1000 for its “I’m *here*” brightness. It runs for about 20+ hours on a pair of rechargable AAs.

    I added a zip tie to further affix it on.

  4. Scout- Thanks for the Haiku, I knew you’d understand :)

    Don and Jim, my order has been placed for the Cateye. I will make sure he’s properly secured before leaving home.

  5. My blinkie tragedy of 2005, immortalized in various forms of poetry:

    To the tune of “I left my heart in San Francisco”:

    I lost my blinkie
    On Second Av’nue
    I hit a bump — it flew away
    Then a city metro bus
    Crunched it; let me cuss
    It was cheap, it wasn’t rare
    I don’t care!

    My blinkie’s crushed
    On Second Av’nue
    I will mourn its loss, and heave a sigh
    When I buy a new, replacement blinkie
    The old will always shine in mem-o-ry!

    A limerick:

    On the way to downtown seattle
    My blinkie had started to rattle
    A flight it did take
    But wound up a pancake
    Mister gravity won the last battle

    To the tune of “On Top of Spaghetti”)

    In downtown Se-att-le
    All covered with rain
    I lost my poor blinkie
    Now ain’t that a pain?

    It fell off the rear rack
    And onto the ground
    And then a bus crushed it
    It’ll never be found.

    So farewell old blinkie
    You served me so well.
    But this always happens
    With cheap crap from Bell.

    Haiku:

    Second Ave in Spring
    Potholes and a metro bus
    Death of a Blinkie

    (A well-executed haiku is rooted in the physical world of our senses, yet suggests something deeper, often evoking the mysterious, transitory nature of all existence. By invoking the images of spring, of grey potholes perhaps filled with rain, and contrasting that the bright blinkie turning to shards of plastic, we are rewarded not just with the required kigo of haiku, but
    its satori moment of the blinkie’s destruction. We are left with a feeling of melancholy, the shunshu of spring.)

  6. :-)

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