watched "formula 51" last night/this morning. I love british gangster movies, and how can you beat Samual L. Jackson in a kilt, beating the shit out of skinheads with a golf club? found this song off the soundtrack, got it stuck in my head.
so riding along this morning in the cold air, this song playing in my head. no control, the bike, she wants to dance. there is no problem that can't be solve with bike ride. I'm in a damn good mood this morning. no rain. today should be good for my stocks
so might have to do a little work this morning.
well second attempt to go camping/windsurfing this weekend at hood river... but depends on all the guys getting schedules synced. I fucking hope so... and fuck it, I need a road trip too much to worry about nerve damage, my eyes are glazing over at the thought of a road trip, up in the mountains with the trees changing color. not that I get much time to look around.
motorcycle ride.... damn I'm in a good mood
~r
so riding along this morning in the cold air, this song playing in my head. no control, the bike, she wants to dance. there is no problem that can't be solve with bike ride. I'm in a damn good mood this morning. no rain. today should be good for my stocks
so might have to do a little work this morning.
well second attempt to go camping/windsurfing this weekend at hood river... but depends on all the guys getting schedules synced. I fucking hope so... and fuck it, I need a road trip too much to worry about nerve damage, my eyes are glazing over at the thought of a road trip, up in the mountains with the trees changing color. not that I get much time to look around.
motorcycle ride.... damn I'm in a good mood
~r
