8500 gallons of gas coming tomorrow morning first thing! That should hold us for a few days. Talking to Ed, this is not going away soon. We can expect rationing to all stations in Northern NM for the next several weeks.

OTHER STUFF. . . .

I was out on the bike for several hours today, mostly running errands. I did stop at SFH-D this morning to find out how David was and was told that he was in surgery at that time. Plans to take him to Boulder o have his ankle rebuilt was shot down because the surgeon had no trauma experience. The surgeon in Taos was unavailable for some reason. The surgeon in Santa Fe just happened to be a biker and that made David comfortable having the surgery here.

Had lunch in Pecos today and enjoyed the special. Breakfast was in Las Vegas. Dinner?  Not sure yet, but I’m thinking it will include Andy and Debra. Nina’s working them like crazy.

Made a drug run to Vegas this AM because Nina forgot there were filled prescriptions at WallyWorld. No big deal, I took the bike. Nice day to ride. At breakfast I talked to other business men in the area, guys that are there daily but leave Nina and I to eat in peace. with her absent, they wanted to talk. Even months later people still ask questions about the shooting. Oh well.

Summer!  Enjoy!

I didn’t know they had the same problem 70 years ago.

For the last six odd years, almost all of the things I wanted to write or say, have been stymied by that modern term referred to as
‘POLITICAL CORRECTNESS’.. Although I considermyself reasonably fluent in English, that term was not in my vocabulary. Curiosity got the better of me so I decided to do a little research, and after two weeks of chasing fruitless leads, I found what I’d been looking for at the Truman Library and Museum in Independence Missouri. An unnamed source there sent me copies of four telegrams between then-President Harry Truman and Gen. Douglas MacArthur on the day before the actual signing of the WW2 Surrender Agreement in September 1945. The contents of those four telegrams below are exactly as received at the end of the war – not a word has been added or deleted!

(1)
Tokyo, Japan
0800-September 1,1945
To:President Harry S Truman
From:General D A MacArthur

Tomorrow we meet with those yellow-bellied bastards and sign
the Surrender Documents, any last minute instructions?

(2)
Washington, D C
1300-September 1, 1945
To: D A MacArthur
From: H S Truman

Congratulations, job well done, but you must tone down your
obvious dislike of the Japanese when discussing the terms of
the surrender with the press, because some of your remarks
are fundamentally not politically
correct!

(3)
Tokyo, Japan
1630-September 1, 1945
To: H S Truman
From: D A MacArthur and C H Nimitz

Wilco Sir, but both Chester and I are somewhat confused,
exactly what does the term politically correct mean?

(4)
Washington, D C
2120-September 1, 1945
To: D A MacArthur/C H Nimitz
From: H S Truman

Political Correctness is a doctrine, recently fostered by a
delusional, illogical minority and promoted by a sick
mainstream media, which holds forth the proposition that it
is entirely possible to pick up a piece of shit by the clean
end!

Now, with special thanks to the Truman Museum and Harry himself, you and I finally have a full understanding of what ‘POLITICAL
CORRECTNESS’ really means…..

We have 3000 gallons with hopes of more on wednesday.

For some strange reason there is a gas shortage here in Northern New Mexico. One refinery shut down for maintenance, another down due to a malfunction, and the last is always shut down on weekends. We’ve been without gas now for about 18 hours.

Ed tells me that I may get a partial load today, 2000+ gallons of regular or I may even get a full load of regular, 8500 gallons, but premium may be in short supply. He’s going to get us what he can.

We took off from Santa Fe HD and headed north to the High Road to Taos and wended our way to Angel Fire and Zeb’s Restaurant. We did the 50/50 and other drawings before lunch. Nina won a hat and a cup and I took the 50/50. $43.00. Lunch was very good and reasonable too. Zeb’s has a really nice menu and from what Bill said, they’d do custom foods too. There were 12 of us on the ride and we had a nice ride up and a great time at lunch.

Yesterday was the Big Bash at SFH-D. I spent many hours there helping out and getting sun stroke.  I’m better now, thanks for asking. The pictures were posted yesterday and it appears to have been a big hit in the community. I know I enjoyed it.  About a dozen cars and trucks showed up and we had a few more motorcycles. Some very nice rides, but I’m not into the custom paints that others love. I was impressed with the air-ride systems some of the bikes sported and the one bike with the huge front wheel caught my eye.

Quite a few people at the Big Bash were getting tattoos. Two of the girls that work at the dealership got the store’s logo tatted on their arms, one on the right and the other on the left. Dedicated? Nuts? Many of the crowd offered to pay for my tattoo and they all said I could pick the design even though they would be paying. I declined. The tattooers did a nice job though. Gilbert got a HD Skull tat.

Today! There’s a ride to Angel Fire and to Zeb’s Restaurant for lunch. We did Angel Fire last weekend, but we’ll be doing a different route today, so Nina and I are making the ride. Since the day is showing only wispy clouds, we’re expecting a big turnout. Bill, the head road captain thinks that as many as 40 may show today, but he’s not taking into account that the Old Fartz have a ride today also.

Bill is organizing an advance riding training course for all the road captains, so I’ll be taking that once it’s scheduled.  I’ve been told I should take the new riders course first, but when I asked Murrae about that he said that he’s been told I don’t need that. Not sure who did that, but I suspect it was Bill. Murrae is the instructor and Bill assists him in this.

This bike has been the best purchase ever for my sanity. Thanks for the help Dennis.

Other Stuff

Tori, Michael, and Erin are now heading east. Going to visit my dear mother in Michigan and then pick up a Harley Davidson Sportster for Tori. She’s going to ride her own bike and not ride behind Michael. Good for her! She will take the new rider’s course.