Today was one of those days that make you glad you live in Southern California: sunny and warm and dry. Motorcycle weather, in other words. So I fired up the Road Star and headed out to get some bugs in my teeth, some wind in my, uh, scalp and some grub in my gut.
Here's the route...
...and here's the ocean view from Neptune's Net.
94 miles, 4 hours, too many dead bugs to count. All things considered, not a bad way to start the day.
Posted by Chuck at March 20, 2005 07:06 PMA biker mannabe. What a dork.
Posted by: Sandy at March 22, 2005 03:02 AMSigh... It's true, I am a mannabe. I really need to butch up more.
Posted by: Chuck at March 22, 2005 08:18 AMYeah, Chuck, you are so effiminate. Hell, I'm more of a man than you are.
Tell the truth, I'm more of a man than one or two of the guys I've dated. *sigh*
Posted by: Carol at March 22, 2005 09:32 AMUm... Thanks for your support?
Posted by: Chuck at March 22, 2005 09:48 AMI tease because I love. And I'm in a very odd mood today.
Because you, my dear manly Chuck, are easily three or four times the man I am. You're so manly that women can sense your testosterone ten miles away and swoon with the very butchiness of you. How Beth is able to handle so much man on a daily basis is beyond me.
*mwah*
(But seriously, folks... Chuck? He definitely be the man...)
Posted by: Carol at March 22, 2005 10:05 AMThis better not be you, Chuck, or I'll kick your ass. http://fraudwatch.blogspot.com
Posted by: Rob Rummel-Hudson at March 25, 2005 08:42 PMRob: I've already buried the hatchet with you, told you I have no problem with your fundraising and that I'd be doing it too if I were you. So, no, that ain't me.
Posted by: Chuck at March 25, 2005 11:57 PMWell, hmmm... Further investigation unearths the stink of a Canuck amuck. Rob, if that was really you, then you're an idiot because the answer is right there on the page and is glaringly obvious. If it wasn't you, then I'm an idiot for taking the bait in the first place.
Posted by: Chuck at March 26, 2005 12:21 AM