If it ain’t one thing, it’s a motha’ f***in’ notha’…

Ξ April 27th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Uncategorized |

…word to ya motha’ and ya sista’ and ya brotha’… It was Snoop that coined such worthy wisdom…

…and it was me that arrived home after such a ‘better-than-it-should-have-been’ (weather, pace, and money - wise) evening valeting with Jeff, to check on my brand new baby bike (notice the ‘new tire nibs’ still in place) and be greeted by this most unpleasant sight…

nail in my new motorcycle tire

Now… at first, I thought what I was looking at may have just been a random piece of debris… but it didn’t take more than an instant of closer inspection to find that it was, in fact, a large screw… dead in the center of the tread… and as I tried to wiggle it a bit to see if it was just in the epidermis of the tread, I could immediately hear air starting to rush out of the hole… (F**K!)

SO… Instead of my plans to get to ride my new motorcycle on what’s supposed to be a beautiful Friday and over the weekend, I now get to figure out how to beg my dad’s assistance in helping me to get it on his trailer and schlep it all the way up to the dealership in Lawrenceville (30 miles away) to have them charge me I can only imagine how much to fix it (as it’s not nearly as easy to get off as a car tire, or yes, I’d just take them the wheel & tire to repair)… and if I’m really lucky, they’ll be just busy enough that they won’t be able to fix it while I wait, which will instead necessitate my driving home, only to have to inconvenience someone else on a separate occasion to drive me all the way out to beautiful Lawrenceville once again!

And yes… I’m just venting because I’m momentarily frustrated… I’m more than aware that this is likely the best case scenario for finding a screw in one’s motorcycle tire…

Worse Case Scenario: having taken it on a long ride, I discover the nail in the tire when I’m far from home and even further from a trailer or an acceptable repair facility…

Worst Case Scenario: in the middle of a curve, at about 50 mph, the screw works itself just loose enough to have the pressure from the tire push it the rest of the way out… quickly… causing a blow out… the bike and I crash and burn…

So… I guess this is actually a good thing? Then why am I so pissed off about it right about now?

AY

 

“Ode to Zach Braff” by The Super Secret Project

Ξ April 26th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Uncategorized |


 

It’s a special date…

Ξ April 20th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ random musings |

Seriously Dude…

How much longer was I going to wait to start writing again? I don’t really believe in coincidences too much, but I do think it’s at least worth noting / mentioning / marveling upon, that I’m starting up this long overdue blog of mine on a date with such nostalgic / symbolic significance… For those of you keen to picking up on such things, you know of that to which I’m referring… To all you others, worry not, as you can instead decide to sleep easier at night / realize that this is, indeed, a special date simply because it’s the day that I decided to start actively spilling forth content once again…

And as it’s only getting later in the day, and I’m just a bit behind in getting myself ready to get out of the office on time, AND because I rode my new motorcycle today (more on that SOON!), I’m gonna be cutting this one off right about now…

…and YES… I’m acutely aware that I’ve offered up no actual content or substance to speak of (or write of…) in this very first blog back of mine… which may well be to further symbolize the significance of this special date…

Word!

AY

 

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