mika
Still Wondering
I woke up this morning and posted my normal Saturday post and went back to bed. There was no reason to stay up. The pint size Pit Crew member I was going to take on his first camping trip is sick in bed with a fever of a billion and two or some other thing. Note to self: cancel Plan A camping trip unpack car.
Plan B sleep then take a nice ride. I finally woke up and thought I would go for a ride but it is raining in Fly-Over-Land and I am too lazy to gear up for a rain ride; now what. Cancel Plan B.
Institute Pan C. Being a compulsive BMW kind of guy I ran errands that I planned to do doing the week. Why just take a day off when you can fill it with something. This will free up time for fun things during the week, right? The radio is on in the Turdmobile and every station is doing a variation on end of the world humor related to the Mayan calendar. There are movies about it on the marques of the theaters I drive past on the way to stores.
I found myself in the mega we have everything you didn't know you desperately needed and more store standing in front of things trying to decide what and how much to buy. Twelve of some things are really cheap but they will last me a year. We only have six months to live so why do I need that many? I don't have an answer for that and decide I really don't need any amount stuff today and leave.
Public radio was the last station that came up when I punched the scanner button on the Turdmobile's radio. They are doing a membership drive and babbling on about sustaining membership. My guilt for listening regularly and not being any kind of member right now was deflected by trying to figure out why people would become sustaining members when the world is ending in December. I changed the channel and some seductive singer is singing a sad ballad about her lost love and how this has brought her world to an end. I turned the radio off.
The worn out blade on the windshield whipper beat a sad rhythm as I drove in the rain. I realize this all would have been more fun, though probably more expensive, if I had ridden the bike. Yes I would have to wipe rain from my face mask but I wouldn't be agonizing over should I stop and get a new whipers now or wait till next week while trying hard not to start the debate of why buy them at all because how many times am I going to be driving in the rain in the next six months.
I pulled over and went into a Starbucks. Haven't been in one for a long time. I saved all that money by not buying anything so I treat myself to a Grande Americano with an extra shot of espresso and a fritter. A splash of half and half , a few sips and a couple of chunks of the fritter later I was feeling better and then the question hit me.
Where would I want to ride for my last bike trip, my Mayan Calendar End of the World Ride?
Just after that thought popped into my head in my minds eye I saw myself standing in some beautiful place and in the background I could hear two forum members lamenting that Earth was not wearing a planet sized full faced helmet. Just then the manager from the Official Fly-Over-Land gas station where a buck still gets you a large coffee and change walked in and ordered some fru-fru coffee drink. He sheepishly walked over to me and sat down. I teased him a bit then we started talking bikes and everything was alright.
I don't have an answer to fill in the blank for me yet but thought we might have fun with the question. It is you last ride where will you go. No worries about money, final drive failures or any of that the sun is going to rise tomorrow crap and I'm going to have to deal with that crap. With no limitations or restraints tell us as much or little as you want about how you fill in the questions blank.
I'm taking my Mayan Calendar End of the World Ride to ___________ .
FWIW
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maya_calendar
http://www.skeptic.com/reading_room/2012-and-counting/?gclid=CODMidCM5bACFYMKKgod1XYbzw
This has tired me out. I think I am going to take a nap.
Plan B sleep then take a nice ride. I finally woke up and thought I would go for a ride but it is raining in Fly-Over-Land and I am too lazy to gear up for a rain ride; now what. Cancel Plan B.
Institute Pan C. Being a compulsive BMW kind of guy I ran errands that I planned to do doing the week. Why just take a day off when you can fill it with something. This will free up time for fun things during the week, right? The radio is on in the Turdmobile and every station is doing a variation on end of the world humor related to the Mayan calendar. There are movies about it on the marques of the theaters I drive past on the way to stores.
I found myself in the mega we have everything you didn't know you desperately needed and more store standing in front of things trying to decide what and how much to buy. Twelve of some things are really cheap but they will last me a year. We only have six months to live so why do I need that many? I don't have an answer for that and decide I really don't need any amount stuff today and leave.
Public radio was the last station that came up when I punched the scanner button on the Turdmobile's radio. They are doing a membership drive and babbling on about sustaining membership. My guilt for listening regularly and not being any kind of member right now was deflected by trying to figure out why people would become sustaining members when the world is ending in December. I changed the channel and some seductive singer is singing a sad ballad about her lost love and how this has brought her world to an end. I turned the radio off.
The worn out blade on the windshield whipper beat a sad rhythm as I drove in the rain. I realize this all would have been more fun, though probably more expensive, if I had ridden the bike. Yes I would have to wipe rain from my face mask but I wouldn't be agonizing over should I stop and get a new whipers now or wait till next week while trying hard not to start the debate of why buy them at all because how many times am I going to be driving in the rain in the next six months.
I pulled over and went into a Starbucks. Haven't been in one for a long time. I saved all that money by not buying anything so I treat myself to a Grande Americano with an extra shot of espresso and a fritter. A splash of half and half , a few sips and a couple of chunks of the fritter later I was feeling better and then the question hit me.
Where would I want to ride for my last bike trip, my Mayan Calendar End of the World Ride?
Just after that thought popped into my head in my minds eye I saw myself standing in some beautiful place and in the background I could hear two forum members lamenting that Earth was not wearing a planet sized full faced helmet. Just then the manager from the Official Fly-Over-Land gas station where a buck still gets you a large coffee and change walked in and ordered some fru-fru coffee drink. He sheepishly walked over to me and sat down. I teased him a bit then we started talking bikes and everything was alright.
I don't have an answer to fill in the blank for me yet but thought we might have fun with the question. It is you last ride where will you go. No worries about money, final drive failures or any of that the sun is going to rise tomorrow crap and I'm going to have to deal with that crap. With no limitations or restraints tell us as much or little as you want about how you fill in the questions blank.
I'm taking my Mayan Calendar End of the World Ride to ___________ .
FWIW
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maya_calendar
http://www.skeptic.com/reading_room/2012-and-counting/?gclid=CODMidCM5bACFYMKKgod1XYbzw
This has tired me out. I think I am going to take a nap.
