The Phone Call

I had been expecting an email from TerraTrike telling me that my Rover had been shipped.  I got a phone call today instead.  They wanted to know what color I wanted the stickers on my trike to be (purple of course).  Oh, and by the way, the Rover won't ship until next week now.  I didn't even bother to complain.  I don't think most people would even care that I'm going back to Afghanistan in less then 30 days.  Or that I need time to custom build plywood shipping containers for each part so it can be sent via USPS to my base.

Now don't get me wrong.  I think the Rover is a great solution to my needs, and well worth waiting for.  But that phone call seemed a little silly.  What kind of question was that?!  Of course I would want the details to be purple.  Purple is a cool color.  I'm a cool guy.  The question should never have been needed to be asked.  Maybe they've never seen a picture of me?

On the other hand, I unpacked my welding equipment.  I have some stock square tubing lying around.  If I can only find a donor bike laying around, I may whip up a recumbent two wheeler to help pass the time...

I would spend more time being witty, but I have this strange urge to go find a cheap used bike.  I got the welding equipment, a chop saw, a grinder, and I'm feeling just a little bit wild.