63 doesn't feel a hell of a lot different than 62...but I really didn't
think it would. After three or so hours standing on my feet,
directing traffic at the Bears Run, I felt a lot older than that,
though. After all the detours getting to the run, I was just
glad that it was over.
First, we had a glitch getting our liability
insurance but the Prez's last minute scramblings took care of
that. The real bugger was, at the last minute, the ESCO decided
we had to pay overtime of $78 (I think it was) to each of the deputies
escorting our ride. Luckily we had a good enough turnout to
cover our costs but we may have to reconsider either locations or
fees for future rides. The scuttlebutt is that the VNV's Memorial
Day Ride and our Toy Run in December will be gratis, but we'll just
have to wait and see.
I hope I have all the bugs out of the site
on the new domain. I think last Friday's rash of e-mails led
me to my last correction and everything is working properly now.
Oh, yeah, I discovered something this week I never knew before.
There's something called a cache on our computers that sometimes will
show an oleder version of a file than a later, identically
named, one...like the Happenings or Ramblings, after I update them.
If you think it isn't the latest version, try holding "control" while
you hit "refresh". My new file manager for the site operates
a tad differently than the old Geocities one, and I'm still learning.
all that, ride safe and see you in Tally at the Freedom Rally this
Funny how moods can turn around so quickly, ain't it?
Just last night, I rode the ol' 750 up to Fat Boys to show to a guy
who was possibly interested in adopting her. Before that, I
had gone by the Nine Mile Sonic to visit with the Retreads.
Anyway, it was good to ride the old scoot in the highway again and
not only did the guy seem pretty interested, but someone else came
by and was sounding good, too. I was in retail long enough
to know you don't necessarily move a big-ticket item on first touch,
but the vibes were good that one of the two want her.
a pleasant evening and made for a good night's sleep, so I was feeling
good and full of energy this morning. It sure as hell was gonna
be a great riding day so I decided to wash the VTX before I went.
I opened the door and the first thing I noticed was the pegboad with
all my tools was bare! Well, there were pegs, but no tools.
I dont know if it's really possible to describe the feelings I had
... and still can't. It took, it seemed, forever to get a deputy
out but I used the time by trying to inventory what was missing.
You know, there's still a couple of pegs I can't remember what was
on them plus some empty spots on shelves I can't remember either but
what I did remember comes to something like nearly $500 if I could
remember the prices right.
I have a property theft list from
the sheriff's department to fill out, but I just couldn't bring myself
to go to Sears, today, to get the right descriptions and prices; I
was just too pissed off and discouraged. It took me years to
build up that Craftsman collection. Oh, and of course I never
engraved my initials or any other identifying marks on them.
Oh well, tomorrow is another day, and I'll start from scratch, one
more time. Naw, I'm not feeling sorry for myself; just pissed
as hell that I forgot to lock the door when I came home last night.
Expensive lesson, eh?
Oh, one other thing I almost forgot over
all this: I won't be going to the Freedom Rally this weekend.
Mom's appointment with the surgeon for the preliminary workup on her
cataract came up, and I tried to postpone it, I'm afraid she's back
out and we'd never get it done. Sorry folks, but Mom comes first.
did notice it's been a while, but stuff happens. I just don't feel
like sharing everything! Whooppee, like ther's a lot to share,
anyway. A lot of the tools have been replaced, one way or another,
and I've found that engraving my name on tools is not such an easy
task. I got a Dremel engraver with a carbide tip and it works
pretty good with the larger tools, but there's not a lot of room on
a 4mm combination wrench to work. I haven't even started on
the sockets, yet!
After all my concern about Mom and her cataract
surgery, the doc says she can wait another six months and they'll
take another look. On the plus (or maybe, minus) side she went
down for her driver's license renewal and she's good to go until 2012,
according to the state. I think maybe she pulled the "poor ol'
widder-lady" routine. She does that so well<G>.
victory: the ol' 750/825's been adopted. I feel like she's in
real good hands now, and I can stop feeling guilty about neglecting
her so much. Al the CB750-specific stuff went with her but now,
wee need a swap-meet somewhere around here so I can pass on all the
other stuff I've accumulated over the years and CAN'T use on the VTX.
Oh, yeah, I've also got a Vetter fairing for sale. I've just
GOT to clean out my storage area!
Y'all take care for now, and
flies when you're having fun, doesn't it? Truth is, there just
hasn't been that much to talk about. Lessee now, Mom changed
her mind...again..., so I'm taking her to the surgeon tomorrow, I
think to get the computer to do something about measuring the
eye before they actually schedule the surgery. I was back at
the VA yesterday for my annual liquid nitrogen party. At least
they didn't have to cut out anything this time. Hmmm, I wonder
how these cool shaved-head guys riding their scoots are going to feel
when they're 63 and have all these little freeze-burned spots on their
I went for my regular bleed last week and found out I'm
just one unit short of donating 12 gallons of blood in my lifetime.
Of course, that's just the recorded ones; when I was in the Army I
used to do it to get the rest of the day off, and I don't know how
many that was. You regulars know that's one of my things, though.
I don't have a lot of money to spread around for charity, but I can
save a life, here and there. If you can, you really should consider
donating blood. I think the last stats I saw on it were that
only 55-60% of the population can donate blood, but only 5% do!
Think about it.
What else??? Oh yeah; I went to Emerald
Coast Bikefest on Sunday (I just don't have a $25 span of concentration,
but the $10 for Sunday was okay) and saw a bunch of "no colors" notices,
as well as a greater concentration of the local constabulatory than
I remember from the past. Are they just going to wind up cutting
their own throats on this? You tell me.
Well, I guess that all
the drivel that's fit to type so I'll shut up for now. I sure
hope that rain forecast for this weekend doen't mess up Thunder Beach
too much. That's usually another day trip for me. Ride
safe and be happy (or, at least, reasonably content.
Didn't think I'd be back so
soon, did you? Most of the scabs have fallen off my face,
so I'm about as presentable as I've ever been, except for the summer
buzz-cut. It's just too hot, too early! It wasn't too
bad on Thursday, when I decided to take advantage of retirement, and
ride to Thunder Beach on opening day, Thursday.
It was a
fairly nice ride over, except for that continuing abomination, Destin-Sandestin.
There's way too many Ferrarris. Mercedes's and Jaguars flitting
around 98 for my comfort. There two little blonde twits in a convertible
who MIGHT just understand a little more about weight-to-horsepower
than they did before, though. I think it was a Birmingham tag.
The State really did themselves proud with that stretch of 98 between
30A and the Freeport light.
Once into Panama City Beach, though,
it was a totally different story. Problem one is all the construction
going up on the Beach road. It seemed like there was some little
signholder every 50 yards, flipping between "stop" and "slow", as
well as scads of construction vehicle insistant on dropping white
sand ball bearings all over the asphalt. Even though it was
only the first day of the rally, the streets and venues were already
filling with paper-tag scoots and sun-burned arms and faces of brand-new
I spent about 4 hours, checking out the several main
venues, from Pier Park down to the Spinnaker and decided, setting
sun or no setting sun, it was time for me to leave the overabundance
of cheap adult bubbling beverages and cheap semi-adult bubbling testosterone.
The ride home was fairly uneventful except for even worse highway
traffic than coming over. There was no racing anybody this time,
but I did find I had better gas mileage. Hmmm, maybe there IS
something to obeying the speed regulations?
I'm glad to hear
that the inaugural Pace Sonic Bike Night was a pretty good success,
with somewhere around 50 scoots showing up. Sorry I missed it,
but you won't see much of me over in that neck of the woods on a Friday
afternoon until the I-10 bridge is replaced. Well, I see I'm
rambling on so this is a good place to shut 'er down for now.
Ride safe and watch the idiots: full moon next week!
It was a quiet week
on the Redneck Riviera, at least for me. We finally got some
significant rain in so the grass is growing better and better, and
it's even filling in where the Ivan debris sat for so long it killed
everything off. My eldest grandson aced all his finals
so he's actually going to graduate high school. Now, I'm proud
as hell and everything but, by the same token, it's somewhat disconcerting.
He and his girlfriend are planning on moving in together and, to me,
that's the first step to my beoming a great-grandfather (and I'm too
damned young for that!)
I hope you've read the Patriot Guard
Riders announcement on the Happenings page. For those of you
who aren't familiar with them, they formed to provide escort and support
for military funerals and to prevent their disruption by anti-war
protestors. Now, I don't know (or even really CARE to know)
your position on our military around the world but, regardless of
politics, our fallen men and women in the military and their grieving
families deserve respect and dignity in these, their final missions.
Beyond all that, it's been great riding weather
when it hasn't been raining...and I FINALLY washed the bike for the
first time after PC. See, it's that old conundrum; if it's a
nice enough day to wash the bike, it's a nice enough day to ride it.
Sure was a tough decision, though.
Well, if you go back and check the "Ramblings"
archives, you'll see what I've been doing for the past week.
It's a whole lot easier to do something the first time than it is
to re-do a few years later, with a different set of software.
Anyhow, I think I have it all on the new domain, now. If you
find something wrong wth any of the links, please drop me an e-amil
and I'll straighten it out. If, however, you find words overlapping,
the problem is probably on your computer. In MS Explorer, go
to "View", then "text size" and, in all likelihood, you're using something
larger than "medium". Try getting glasses. I don't know
what the command structure is in other browsers.
I don't know
if you've heard the gossip about Fatboys closing but, to the best
of my sources, that isn't the case. What is happening is that Muff's
share is up for sale, but he is the majority shareholder, so
I guess the whole thing is. I dunno; you need a corporate lawyer
to figure that out, as far as I'm concerned. Anywho, it isn't
closing. Like so many others, he has found that it is real tough
holding down a job being at sea half the time, being a union rep,
AND running a business here in P'cola. Anybody who's had the
urge to run a biker bar, and has some money to invest, should
get in touch with him.
Y'know, I really shouldn't have said the
website was the only thing that's kept me busy the last week.
On Friday night, I went to my eldest grandson's high school commencement.
Sure does make me feel old! Dang, I was doing the same thing
as him 45 years ago. On Saturday, I (along with a whole bunch
of other friends) went to celebrate Tom and Teresa's wedding at American
Legion 340. It was neat to see the bride and the groom RIDING
down the aisle on their scoots. Now, THAT was a biker wedding!
hope the weather's going to hold up for us on the Ride To The Wall
South this weekend. As of today (Tuesday) it's kind of iffy.
I guess we'll just have to see. Oh well, until next time try
to stay safe.
finally over, for the most part. Naw, I'm not talking about
the Ride to the Wall South, although that went pretty good as far
as I could see. I heard about a member of the local motorized
constabulatory dumping his scoot, but I didn't see it and never verified
What I'm talking about is Mom's eye surgery! For 87,
she's doing grand, but she has been troubled with cataracts.
She had one eye done a couple of years ago and was so impressed with
the new visual acuity that I figured there'd have no problem when
the time came to schedule the other. Wrong, Dot-5 breath; she
kept putting it off and putting it off, saying she saw fine with the
one eye and didn't need the other one done. Now Mom still drives.
Granted, it's only a couple of miles up to Food World or to
K-Mart, or maybe even to the Commissary, but I really do think two-eyed
depth perception is better than one, so I've kept at it.
to make a short story long, I drove her into Baptist SurgiCenter this
morning at the ungodly hour (to someone who's retired and really HATES
an alarm clock) of 7 this morning and got her home, surgery done and
recovery room time served, by 10:15. I was impressed!
Of course, I had to kid her that she just did it so she could get
that eye patch and be one of the Fiesta pirates. She's
asleep now, still a tad groggy from the surgery, but I'll be taking
care of her the rest of the week or so...or at least as long as I
can hold her down. I hope I'm doing so well in another 24 years.
a side bar, my son Kevin had a TV feature done on him by WAVE3 in
Louisville as being one of the few police officer amputees to return
to active duty in the field. He's also started his helicopter
flight training. I caught most of it on http://www.wave3.com but
with dial-up, it was kinda disjointed. The piece was entitled
"Officer loses leg but not courage to overcome." Okay, so I'm
Too danged hot to ride in the middle of the day but, if
you do, drink plenty of (nonalcoholic) fluids and stay safe.
Well, it looks like 6-6-6 day passed
and we're all still here, although I'm not really surprised.
If those who were concerned about it were to think about it, there's
one every hundred years, and we're all still here. What has
also passed is the 14th anniverary of my moving back to P'cola, and
I'm still here, too. Hmmm, what does THAT portend?
been one week since Mom's eye surgery and Dr. Ray and Dr. Casey have
given her a pretty clean bill of health. She still has to use
some kind of eye drops for a few more weeks, and one more doctor visit
in three weeks, but I think we're done with this episode..
a way, I'm glad my favorite TV shows have gone into re-runs because
that frees my Tuesday and Thursday evening up for some live music.
Tueday is Blues of the Beach, at Casina Beach, and Thursday is Music
in old Seville. The offering aren't completely flawless, but
I would urge you to get out to Casina Beach on the 13th or some real
kick-ass music. Trust me! I try to make Fat Boys on Wednesday
evenings, and sometimes, Fridays, but I just don't know how much karaoke
I can stand. Sometimes Saturdays will find me at Gene's Lounge,
on Navy Blvd., if I can get there early enough to park the scoot in
sight of the door, and then get out before it gets too crowded for
me. Crossfire, the band, is very good and the air conditioning
is cold...most of the time.
I'm still doing most of my riding
in the late morning and early evening because I think I'm getting
old. When I was a kid, the heat never bothered me but I sure
as hell can't take it now. At least I'm still riding, though.
As you might be able to tell, there just hasn't been that much going
on around here (Mom excepted) so I've run out od stuff to say.
Take care and ride safe. Seeya on the road.
Some random thoughts on a really hot, dry day: Damn,
it's HOT! I really do hate used car salesmen, or at least, having
to deal with them. If it's so dry out, why do I still have to
mow the yard every week? I keep forgetting how much better a
wet clutch feels after an oil change. Yay, my portable generator
started on the first pull when I tested if for this hurricane season. Yeah,
Tony Stewart got it right: "if you're gonna be dumb, you better be