My bottom crank is much better now, thank you

Finally, time to get back on Bikey! If not for the pure joy, then for the combined health benefit of constant jiggling over BKLYN roads and constant watchful awareness of imminent collision. But, oh yeah, I remember now, after less than a mile of riding I felt my cranks loosening. And, yes, I had my crank wrench in my bag and after a quick cuppa @ Southslope (and have you seen Christoph Niemann's coffee drawings at the NYT?) I used it, but then headed straight to the nice folks at On The Move. A few hours later I was in bicycle dreamland, having replaced by scrunched up cup and cone with a pretty good qualiy cartridge. Sassy!