
Now its gonna be a real long grueling wait till spring. Sr. even said, "'Fit wern't s'dern heavy, I'd say we shud take it to the undergroun' parking at th'Midtown and have a little go 'round down there!" But it does have more than a coupla pounds on his goose. I was tempted to "ride" it home on the back of the truck, but on the freeway that woulda meant windchill of -1000 and i just ain't that gangsta. So he's waiting for spring just as hard as I am, in anticipation of a good cruise on what should be a great bike. The first time i rode ninja's shadow I was hooked. But what i'm looking forward to most, and what I'm gonna love more than riding the bike, is the good fortune of having another (and I hope many more) motorcycle trip with my dad.
And the rest of you fukking bastards.
My birthday is pretty close to christmas and this year I was blown away by Sr.'s selection of a scotch that is absolutely superb. (yah. Single malt on my birthday. you'd think i must be real awesome, but it's not me its them.) Best highland I have ever had. Y'wanna try it? You know where i am.