I picked up a motorcycle for the Sandovals this morning and dropped it off at SFHD to be placed on consignment. I’m glad it wasn’t my bike, it was rough.
I’ve been informed that I post too much motorcycle stuff here. Tough. I’m having fun. Erin seems to be the preferred topic, but she’s becoming an independent actual person and spends less time with me. That’s tough for me.
OTHER SHIT
Catherine is moving to Santa Fe next week, so I doubt I’ll see much of her. She’s pretty much my last friend from the area and she’s moving out. All of my newer friends are from HOG (sorry, another MC reference) and they too live some distance away. I’ll miss having Catherine so close, but I understand her move.
Erin was here this week, but she spent very little time over here. She’s spending more time with Tori, which I think is a bad thing. I’m a much better influence on her young mind. (no MC reference)
Nina has started cleaning out the garage. I imagine she wears a dust mask and rubber gloves while doing this, but I’m not sure. Thanks Nina, it should make parking my bike easier with all the crap gone. (oops)
Andy. He and Debra are doing great. Debra still watches ML, who is still alive, and ML loves Debra. I got nothing else on Andy. (no MC shit)
MORE SHIT
Tonight we had planned on going to QB’s for bike night (damn it, sorry about that) but the 1ΒΌ hour ride each way kinda turned us off to the idea.
We were scheduled for another ride (shit, I give up!) to Chama on Sunday, with the HOG group, but it’s mother’s day and we decided to do the family thing. Besides, I was there last weekend.
I am scheduled to help out at the dealership for a test ride event as an escort for those test-riding the new bikes. Two escorts per group. I signed up for the morning shift.
Next Thursday I get to attend the Ladies’ Night event at SFHD to take pictures of the ladies and the Chippendale dancers. Nina’s coming along to keep me honest, like that’s a problem. Cheating’s never been an issue for me, when I screw up it’s usually a felony of some sort not a moral thing.
That’s all for now. Can anyone guess who has been whining about my motorcycle writings?