My brother Noodles came to Phoenix and visited for several days. I dropped him off at the airport this morning. It was a drag because we only got halfway through painting the town red. So now I'm going to have to paint the other half red by myself...
Anyway, the only moto-news I have is that going to the Department of Motor Vehicles to get a license plate replaced sucks. Especially for a second time. Of course, the GOOD thing about it is that I can once again ride without worrying about the long arm of the law tapping me on the shoulder.
It is curious that every time Noodles comes to visit, my motorcycles become un-streetworthy. Mom, knock it off.
2 comments:
There's never enough time. Enjoy what little you do have. =)
Holy crap...
I swear, I didn't read this before I posted today. This is just plain eerie.
It seems we are all feeling it in our own ways.
www.ridetowork.org/blog
Ride well,
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