Photos Galore

I am just back from the Great Western Motorcycle Adventure, and need to get some rest before I do much else.  However, I did upload a pile of photos from the trip (all as yet unlabled) to my picassa web album:

My Photo Gallery

Have a look around.

A few observations

Let’s be honest;  Asian women are the worst drivers on Earth.   It’s not a subjective observation, it is simply the way things are.  The Sun is 93 million miles from the Earth, cheetahs are the fastest land animal, and Asian women are terrible drivers. Basic facts.

I just returned from a quick trip to and from New Jersey on the motorcycle, and can make this claim with a great deal of conviction after almost meeting my maker several times at the hands of an Asian woman piloting an SUV.

Secondly, (and are you listening to me McDonalds?), if you offer drinks in two sizes, one of them (the bigger one) is large, and the other is considered small.  Saying “we don’t have small, we only have large and medium” makes no sense, so stop it right now.  You cannot have a medium  (look the word up) unless you have at least three sizes anyway, but that’s another matter.  

It does not matter if YOU choose to name your two size offerings ”Flapjack” and “Tuesday”, because the larger of the two is still “large”, and the smaller is still “small.”

Final Countdown

One week to go before the big trip.  I have all of my motorcycle and camping gear spread out on a folding table in my dining room, and I am getting closer to the final selection as to what will come along and what I will leave behind.  As the lovely Nurse N. reminds me; “They have stores out there, you know” so I am sure that I could stop in a WalMart along the way if I discovered I need an additional pair of socks.

The route is taking shape as well, with the plan now calling for travel on RT 6 across the northern part of Pennsylvania after a highway-based blast from here to Scranton early on the morning of the 12th.  I hope to make it to the western part of PA that evening, find a non-haunted motel for the night, and set sail for Mishawaka Indiana on Monday morning where I plan to visit with a good friend from my yute who I have not seen in well over 20 years.  If he has not aged every bit as much as I have, I will be inconsolable.

On Tuesday, I am heading to Cedar Rapids Iowa to meet my friend Joe, who owes me a night out.

After that, I am off to Sioux Falls for one night and (hopefully) dinner with another friend, then across the enormous state of South Dakota to Deadwood early the next morning where Nurse N. and I are slated to rondesvous and kick off the “fun riding” portion of the trip.   I am sure that more motorcycle riding will be high on my must-do list by then.

Stay tuned.