Twice so far I’ve written 2014 in stead of 2015. Once I get this shit down pat, it should be June when I start screwing up again.
Erin returned to us yesterday. We played a game with some mustaches on sticks. She really got into it, but still lost. She/we had fun and there was quite a bit of laughing.
We did not go to the ride for Gil yesterday. This was an Old Fartz ride. I have no idea who Gil was, but he’s dead and I guess people in the SF Harley community really liked the guy. I hope when I’m gone that people feel the same about me.
20° is too cold for me to ride. Nice guy or not. Sorry Gil.
My next scheduled ride is Wednesday and the weather liars are not sure if it will be warm enough for me to take the ride. Old Fartz lunch.
This weekend we have 2 rides scheduled. Thankfully, driving these in a car is always optional. It think Saturday, weather permitting, I’ll ride alone and Sunday we can take the Jeep. Sunday’s ride is to a country club.
For me to ride, I need it to be in the 40’s. I can ride in colder if forced to by circumstances, but I prefer warmer.
If you think nobody cares whether you’re alive or dead,
try missing a couple of mortgage payments.
I am a husband, father, grandfather, friend, business owner, traveller, Harley rider, citizen, patriot, gun owner, politically eclectic person of strange personal habits. I support police, trust no politicians, and can argue any side of an argument just to amuse myself. People love me or hate me and those that are in-between don't know me.
