I don't feel like being a "big boy" any more!
"Biketoberfest" weekend here. My friend came by last night on his Buell and wanted us to meet up with his friends in Ormond Beach this morning, go to Sebastian Inlet, spend the night there, and hit Daytona Sunday.
I told him the America was down, and the GS wasn't up to that much travel without some tuning.
So to preserve my manly ness, my son's and I were going to take the dirt bikes to Ocala tomorrow.
Well, the quad & one of the dirtbikes are ready, but one wouldn't run without "popping" REAL bad. So we're going with just the two.
Then, after pulling the trailer out to load up, the taillight & marker light lenses are cracked, broken, and some totally missing. (how does that happen? they were fine last time I used it last summer).
Then I notice the tag. Expired on my birthday in June.
Well DA*#-IT!, I'M GOING ANYWAY! I sure can't afford a $100 + ticket for that expired tag, BUT I HAVE GOT TO RELEASE SOME OF THIS FRUSTATION in the dirt!
This furlough day every two weeks for the last year is taking it's toll.
What's worse is I KNOW I shouldn't complain. I do have a job, my family is RELATIVELY healthy, and I'm not in jeopardy of losing my home.(not yet, though the mortgage IS late.
What's worse still is I do stupid sh1t like buying a Rocker shifter cause the price is too good to pass up.
I'm 54, and wondering if I will EVER grow up.
Just needed to vent. I feel better now. (NOT!)
