Winter’s around the bend, frost is on the roofs and the heater’s kickin’ in every morning. You’d think that would be a very clear sign that it’s time to hang up the helmet and dump fuel stabilizer in the motorcycle tank.
But no. Seems I’m hooked. Just a bit.
It’s like fishing, when I tell myself I’ll [...]
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riding is like fishing…kind of…
all the aches and pains without the hassle of hiring a moving truck
Just before a “delivery” of barbecued goodness Sunday.
That’s when we finished what begun Friday afternoon with the moving around that gave us a seemingly new house.
“Moved to a new house?” you ask.
No, the creation of what feels like a new house through a refreshment of the feng shui (or lack thereof) in the so-called living [...]
Baby you can wash my car
Can you tell me what happened to the national habit of washing one’s vehicle yourself? I finally got the chance two days ago – meaning the rain finally let up in here in sunny California – to give my new-to-me Honda Accord its first washing and waxing. While in my usual manner I was focused [...]
