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My first motorcycle. No idea where the gear shift is.

cool.
did you find it yet?

Happy judih. Really happy. But still scared of it.

speaking of fear.
I tried a couple times to GO tonight. Mark had a bit about words like drums. Couldn't find it. Tried to post but it didn't sound right. Thinking about the old black and white B movies about deepest darkest Africa. How scared I got when the drums started up. The scene after some great white hunter has broken a taboo. They are sitting around the campfire and laughing at silly native superstitions and then the drums.

yes, i know that drum dread.

Often during movies, i need to plug out the sound just so i can watch the action without freaking.

Go-ing is good. Go whenever possible - it's good for getting the Go in you going

I cried the first time I saw a Three Stooges movie. Did not know it was supposed to be funny when one hit the other over the head with a sledge hammer.

my brother learned how to beat me up from watching the 3 Stooges...that poking in the eye thing really made a big impression with him, but he wanted me to poke him in the eye - i couldn't do it, and i'd struggle to hold my finger away from his grasp!

(3 yrs younger than me, he's still a big kid, and the 'beating up' part of our relationship has melted into continual laughter)

I am glad to hear he is ok. My baby sister could kick my a$$ from the time she was three.

so weird I thought your baby brother got ate by a shark. you must have been joking

my baby brother first knew he was going to work in the film business when he was an usher at a theatre showing Jaws. (an extra long run)


So, you were close........

I read a bit about Hemingway, said he wrote about the power relationship between men and women. Brother's and sisters my thought model for equality.

Wow. I just saw this pic now....great photo still.....how's the ride?
How fast?
Someday maybe you could take me for a ride on it, go really really fast and scream for joy in wild harmony.......

Actually, i'm kinda scared of motorbikes.
But when I was a drinker and a regular at the buckaroo tavern in Seattle I used to ride all the time with drunken hell's angels. We'd go careening around chuckanut drive, leaning over real hard on the curves.
Man. When I was drunk I could do anything!

Sure do dig that picture tink!
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I tell you hester it is beautiful, I been getting it into 5th gear finally, no windshield or helmet, fifty feels like a hundred. I got so far to go, my brother got one when he was in his sixties too, now he is in his seventies and still rides, hell he races, last week he was at the big race track in Las Vegas learning to do wheelies at 80 mph and run 150 mph on the straights. He assures me that he is way behind everyone else, but i think he just don't want me to worry about him. I told him if he wins any races I will shoot him. That is his ninja bike in the back ground.

I don't have no plans to race, but cruising is on my aggenda.

Someday maybe you could take me for a ride on it, go really really fast and scream for joy in wild harmony.......

You betcha hester, going to ride out and find that little club you sing at. I hope I don't embarass you when I start howling at the moon while you sing.

I know what love is now hes, I love my motorcycle. Best thing that has happened to me since sailboats.

Now you be careful on that thing, Jackson.......

thrid degree burn on my right leg from the exhaust. I don't think I will ride again wearing shorts. Body consciousness, makes me feel alive but I still don't have a "feel" for it. Trying to get to a point when I am not "thinking" about the curves. Funny when I first started trying to "analyze" the curve, the bike leaning one way and me the other. Wish I had a video of it.