Bill's Bikenbreakfast
6, January, 09
Rain, Rain, and more Rain and cool too, I've just about had enough, thankfully after today it's supossed to get a lot better.
Did my indoor ride yesterday, yep it was boring, but better than no ride at all.
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From Randy:
I'm sure that you have seen pharmaceutical advertising in doctor's offices on everything from tissues to exam table cover paper. Well, in my book, this one should get the prize....
Remember: 'If the light stays on for more than 4 hours, call your electrician.'
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I'm currently reading "Chickenhawk" by, Robert Mason, the experiences of a Helicopter Pilot in Viet Nam in 1965, a good read, especially if you were in the general area, as I was. It got me to thinking about those times and I got out the old photos, here's one of me holding one of the seven most deadly snakes in the world, yeah, it was a crazy time.
You'll notice the way I'm looking at the Charlie on my left, he was hired to help us build headwalls on culverts on Hwy. 1, I knew he was the enemy right off, but it was a while later before the smart boys figured it out.
I look at these photos and have a hard time believing it, seems like another lifetime.
I'm going to get all my pics posted on a Viet page so you can see them if you like, maybe you don't care, nobody did back then either.
Robert Mason
5, January, 09
One nasty day today, 38 deg and rain, a perfect day for indoor riding.
3, January, 09
What's up, it feels like summer. Just got back from a ride and it was hot and humid, yeah, in January, crazy weather. It was partly cloudy and windy and a South wind made things interesting.
Old Mexican trick, coke in a plastic bag with straw
Taking a break at the Oldest Courthouse in Texas, the monument is dedicated to the Confederate Soldiers
What better way to finish up a ride than with a plate of "Chicken Spagehtti", Teresa makes the best there is.
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I know, we all hate to be accused of drafting, but:
sometimes, it can be a good thing!
2 January, 09
What happened to winter, today feels like summer in NE TX, 78 deg, full Sun, beautiful day for riding.
I had a nice ride on the backroads to Linden and back, now I'm watching Texas Tech and Miss, come on Tech, at present their behind.
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I found this rather amusing:
Just like a politician
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Need to get in a few miles so we will be ready for the:
This is a really well organized ride, be sure and make it.
For some photos of last years ride:
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1 January, 09
Got in a ride, was 58 deg with a S breeze, really nice.
A cold start to this first day of the New Year, 25 degrees this morning, but should be a pretty nice afternoon.
Teresa and I are just about recovered from our bug we've had the last couple of days. I think I killed what was left of my bug with some of Grannies Tonic last night, Teresa seems to think it ran its course, but I'm going with Grannies Tonic, gotta remember that next time.
I broke down last night and had some "Spicy Pork Skins", they also may be medicinal because I feel pretty good this morning.
My new years resolution is to try and make it to 2010, with as little pain as possible, that about does it.
After not riding for the last couple of days, I'll definitely get in a ride today, if I don't go any further than the mailbox, I'm still going to ride, what yu do on the 1rst you'll do all year long, so we're not cleaning house and I'm going to ride.
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This time of the year I always think of experiences of the past years and a picture of this automobile
1959 Plymouth Fury
definitely brings back some memories.
My parents bought a Plymouth Fury when I was about 15 yrs old, boy was it something, those fins on the rear, push button drive and it ran pretty good.
At the time I was a paperboy in our neighborhood on the West side of Fort Worth and on a cold Sunday morning I asked Dad if I could take the car.
Don't ask me why, but he said yes, probably because it was cold, it was Sunday (large papers, heavy bundles).
So off I go in the car at 4am to get my papers, everything went well and 7am I was thru with my route. Well a buddy who also threw papers on the route bordering mine thought we ought to take a spin in the car, sounded like a good idea to me.
We headed to Boaz park, not far from the house, and we got to cutting up.
You can probably guess what happened next, we were driving around the park, putting the Fury thru its paces and then it happened, on a turn I lost control and the car slid into a tree, bent the bumper and slightly bent the front fender, oh shit, I'm in trouble, what do I do now.
Well I decided running away wasn't for me, so I headed home, walking into the house and confronting my Dad was one of the hardest things I'd ever done.
I proceeded to tell him the story we had come up with, I went to where my papers were, parked the car, and when I finished my route and returned to the car, surprise, someone had run into it.
I know, it sounds pretty lame now, but at the time it was all I could come up with.
Dad didn't go ballastic, which was my worst fear, actually he took it pretty good.
Later when Dad was inspecting the damage he called me over and asked, "how you reckon this bark got here on this bumper?", busted.
My mom didn't speak to me for about a week and Dad found plenty of chores for me to do, and I was glad to do em, since I didn't get the beating I was expecting.
When you get older and these young un try to tell you their lame stories they just don't understand why you can see thru them, well we've been there.
