[David Byrne of the Talking Heads is writing a memoir
chronicling his experience as an avid bicyclist, and in one excerpt of the book
talks about almost running over Paris Hilton with his bike. Almost? Sounds like
someone wasn't trying hard enough. Writing in his forthcoming memoirs, Bicycle Diaries, Byrne
recalls, "(Hilton was) holding her little doggy, crossing the street
against the light and looking around as if to say, 'I'm Paris Hilton, don't you
recognize me' (New Yorkers) have enough brains not to walk in front of a
truck, but they'll step right into the path of a cyclist, thereby initiating a
game of urban chicken."]
With Hilton it was probably more like a game of urban selfish whore, but I'm not one to nitpick. David, next time you have a chance to run over Paris, please do not hesitate!
[Photo Credit: Who says wisdom comes with age?]

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