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August 27, 2003 - Wednesday

 Welcome To The Club

It is with mixed emotions that I welcome my close personal friend Mr. Eh-Steve to a club that is exclusive to all but motorcycle riders, and exclusive to all but a select subset of that group. It is said that there are two types of riders: those who have gone down, and those who have not gone down yet. Steve is now among the downed. So… Welcome, buddy, and sorry you had to join up!

To make a long story short, Steve ran out of traction and road as he came upon a blind intersection this morning and he laid his beautiful Road King down, leaving it in several scuffed and bent pieces. Fortunately, the bell did its job — Steve walked away from his get-off with only a little road rage (Steve’s Freudian slip) and a sore hip. He’ll probably feel a lot worse tomorrow, but I’m sure he’ll remind himself between Vicodin tabs that he could have been feeling nothing at all, so it’s a good kind of pain. Any crash you can walk away from is a good one, so we’ll give him two thumbs-up on this one.

And the best part is that now he’s golden, statistically speaking. He’s gotten the crash out of the way and can now look forward to many miles of road rage free relaxation. What are the odds he’ll go down again? Slim and slim.

But I’ll still get him another bell. You know, just in case.


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 Self Amoosement

We found moose costumes today. And we had a little too much time on our hands. And a digital camera.


“What do you mean, you don’t know how to convert a radio station to new traffic and billing software???”


“…and then you tell the Account Executive, ‘No, you missed the order deadline, your spots aren’t going to air.’ They hate when you do that, but they’re AEs — who cares?”


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 Casino? Where?!?

Bozeman is looking up. We drove past several places on our way to dinner last night that advertised themselves as “casino.” Which perked my ears up. I couldn’t get enough details on the web and wasn’t able to get anyone with a brain on the phone when I called one of the places, so I’m not clear yet on whether all they offer is video poker and bingo (which makes them pretend casinos, in my book) or if they have real table games like craps and blackjack and, my favorite, poker. I’m still reconnoitering the situation. I’ll report my findings.

If they do in fact have real casinos, then the game plan for this week is to win enough to pay to rent a Harley over the weekend. It’s $145 a day with a two day minimum, but I can’t think of a better way to spend the weekend than cruising on a Road King over to Yellowstone or maybe up to Glacier National Park to ride the Going-to-the-Sun Road or just riding around in the local mountains. And if the casino thing doesn’t pan out, one of the people at the radio station here might be able to swing a deal for me so I can get the bargain basement rate.

Gambling or riding. My weekend just got a lot better.


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