September 10, 2008


I was hanging out with my friend Ted not long ago and he asked if I still rode my motorcycle. I told him I did. He mentioned that his son was looking for a bike to get around the city with. I told him to have Michael call me. Two days later, Dragonfly was hitched to a flatbed trailer, and I was waving goodbye.

A couple of days after that, I was driving home in a rented van with a spanking new Honda Ruckus. I named my little bad boy Firefly.

I found the matching shades at Walgreen. My new torque wrench at Sears. My adolescence right where I left it. I may be a tad scarce around here for a while. :o)