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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"
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The roads were packed this early morning related to mama. Bakery had long lines because people wanted lots of sweet things to keep mama happy. Flowers are being sold on street corners. There was a line outside takeout food places. Mom’s gift is just having to clean up the paper plates rather than cook and serve. Don’t forget boxes of chocolates from the pharmacy.
Many cemeteries will be crowded today, dead mommies count too.
Many cemeteries will be crowded today, dead mommies count too.
Wherever you go, leave it there.
Where ever you go, FLUSH!
It's high time we went.
silly!
It's all I got.
There you go.
Tired of being "here"? Do you wanna go "there"? Think things'll be so much better when you're "there"? But, what really happens when you get "there"? As soon as you get "there", the first thing you notice is, "Well, at last, I'm here"! 
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If you lived here you'd be home by now.
But... you can't get there from here.
But... you can't get there from here.
I still have unfond memories about riding the BMW down I-95 to the dealer's place in Fredericksburg. It wasn't just pouring, but bucketing down. It was only supposed to sprinkle that day, but I guess the weather gods saw me out there and said, "Watch this." I wasn't worried so much about me riding in it, but my customary red alert status was elevated a bunch on account of the other vehicles out there. I arrived safe and sound, though, and completely dry, because the ethos at least then and in the BMW community at the time was that you wear all the gear all the time and I had on my good stuff.Rode the scooter for about a hour, had a few sprinkles. It's not any fun unless it's raining sideways.
Here's a snipet with rain gear from Epic Journey 2014
Day 3 - Taos, NM to Ft Collins, CO
453 miles
Up early of course. Had breakfast at the hotel restaurant. Loy's scooter wouldn't start. That's a shame. I've got places to go so I left him in the parking lot. He's a Texas state trooper, he knows how to take care of himself..........just kidding. We jumped started it from my bike. I heard from Loy later in the day. It died on the way home but he got lucky and was close to a Wally World. He bought a battery and made it home. Great riding with you yesterday and hanging out, bro! I took US64 and NM398 for the loop around Wheeler Peak. What a great set of roads with Bobcat Pass at almost 10K feet altitude. This is a must ride if you are in the Taos area. Heading toward Walsenburg, CO and saw a biker stopped on the side of the road. I stopped to see if he was okay. He was, he was attempting to put on his rain gear. Not looking good toward Walsenburg. So I put mine on, too. He came over to ask if I could help him zip up the suit. This thing looked like something used for hazmat - one piece heavy rubberized material and one zipper with a big t-handle going across the chest. We fought with that zipper for probably 10 mins with him taking the suit off twice. The zipper worked with it off. He said it's the first time he's used it. Oh, maybe just an idea, shouldn't you have tried it out BEFORE you took the trip? He said it's 100% waterproof, yeah but only if you can get it zipped up. I told him my Harley rain suit was about 50% waterproof and that's only when it doesn't rain. He ended up wearing his leather jacket over the suit. Geez. Anyway, back on the road and it started raining pretty heavily. My face shield and glasses were fogging up so had to pull over to clear that up. Having some fun now! It stopped raining after about 10 mins. I got into Walsenburg and called my travel service (Tonya). My planned route up through CO had rain and highs in the low 50's, not a good combination. My only option is I-25 north which I'm not crazy about. I'm about ready to bail out on the whole trip at this point. Tonya said ride a little further and see what happens. So I did. I stayed on my original route but ran into rain off and on for about an hour. Got to Westcliffe, CO and the rain stopped but I could see it to the northwest where I would be. I headed east to Pueblo, CO, the center of the universe for government printing, then headed north on I-25. I stopped at a gas station just north of Pueblo to take a break. I checked in with T.I.T.S. (Tonya's Information and Travel Services) and said I would head out and see what happens. The rain stopped about 10 miles up the road. Good deal. Traffic not too bad except around Colorado Springs where things jammed up due to an accident on the other side of the road. Everyone has to slow down to take a look. Made it to Ft Collins about 7:30. Got a hotel, food, and out. Pretty whipped from the interstate riding today. I think I'm worrying too much about plans.
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Tired of being "here"? Do you wanna go "there"? Think things'll be so much better when you're "there"? But, what really happens when you get "there"? As soon as you get "there", the first thing you notice is, "Well, at last, I'm here"!
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Grass is always greener etc etc etc.......
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And an appropriate tune.
And an appropriate tune.
- Oct 22, 2015
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Just personally speaking, I'm not really down with anyone who tells me I'll be happier in their proffered afterlife. You go first, tell me how it is.
That was a great one by him, here's probably my favorite:
I saw him at The Boston Tea Party with the Grease Band sometime during mid 1969, my friend had some Amyl Nitrite that night and as Joe walked by on his way to the stage my friend stuck it out to him and said "Here", Joe grabbed it and it put a big smile on his face.
I don't know if my friend Ken RIP, realized who he was or not, I didn't. Of course I was 16 and didn't know any of the bands I saw there.
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