dr_lizardo

Caught a few fish today. Haven't been out fishing quite as much this year since I'm riding the bike and it's rather less convenient to have a fishing rod available all the time. I got a packable rod, but it broke after about an hour and a half of use, then I couldn't find the receipt and then lost it. Impressive aren't I.

I've not had the most impressive week. Spent a lot of it being real amotivational and neurotic. Yesterday I was out on my bike and was getting freaked out from the burning smell that was coming off of it. Bikes don't have all the rubber belts that cars have that can burn so I was baffled as to the cause. I thought maybe the cooling fan had jammed or that I had carbon buildup in the cylinders. Anyway, I got so worked up about what might be wrong with it that when I got home I was going to get off at look it over carefully while the engine was still running, but I got off and let the clutch out having forgotten to put it in neutral and it jumped forward and fell over and broke off the left front footpeg.

I Learned three important things from this incident.

1) I can in fact pick up my bike, at least on dry pavement, using the backing up technique.

2) you can put one of the rear footpegs on the front. Takes a screwdriver and about 3-5 minutes.

3) it's really fucking stupid to let yourself feel bad and get worked up and anxious about things. it messes up your judgement. when you're feeling bad, mentally you're boxing yourself in with the thing that makes you feel bad and saying that that's all there is to the world and you have to worry about that one thing, and have no other option but to do so. anxiety sitcks like pine pitch in your clothes though. i'm still fighting it but I have just a little more knowledge of how to than i did before I dropped my bike.

today I actually learned a fouth thing. I went up to a motorcycle dealer to ask somebody what was going on, I had gotten gas and I could see that one of my exhaust pipes was discolored and had this acrid smoke coming off of it. I thought that that might just be what happens when your chrome starts to blue, but the people at the dealership suggested that I check my boots, meaning that when a rubber soled boot touches a thousand degree exhaust pipe the rubber can melt onto the pipe. I couldn't find any telltale marks on any of my boots, but I guess somehow something touched that pipe and melted onto it and started burning. at least it's not something mechanical even if I still don't know exactly what it was. "What" should have an official alternate spelling "waht" so I don't have to keep going back over it and correcting it. anyway, if the picture uploaded right, this journal entry is about done.