tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950664143576637249.post8299686782667914881..comments2024-03-22T18:01:20.065-05:00Comments on Geezer with a Grudge: A Politically Incorrect Product IdeaT.W. Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04078254371483458356noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950664143576637249.post-63226263613029063562009-06-09T06:09:52.485-05:002009-06-09T06:09:52.485-05:00Thomas,
Thanks for sending this stuff along. I h...Thomas,<br /> <br />Thanks for sending this stuff along. I haven't picked up a MMM for a little while and after reading this one, I need to keep going to that liquor store where I always found them. I don't go there that much anymore but I like to keep a little bourbon around for when I get the urge to stay at home. <br /> <br />I took my MC road test when I was 16 in 1966 (possibly the first year they had it here in MN) on a '66 Yammie 250 Big Bear Scrambler. There was little to nothing to the test. The guy followed me around a pre-designated course in Fergus Falls (where I grew up). If that was deemed ok, then we went to a straightaway and he had me "run her through the gears". What a hoot. It took ten minutes and I have been licenced ever since (43 years). I have no clue what people have to do now but I can imagine the state has done it's level best to make many fail. That is probably a good thing after some of the older-new riders I have witnessed on the roads. Pretty scary! I know what a test it is for me everyday I ride to work on the freeway with experience. I see them weaving in and out of traffic in all lanes. Me? Left lane and stay there until it's time to get off. Only fight 'em from one side.<br /> <br />I was seeing this gal a couple of summers ago who fits the description of the lady you described from your training course. As a result of her "biker mama" wannabe attitude, the relationship didn't last too long. She would have looked and felt great on the back of any bike. Long red hair that flowed in the wind (she hated helmets), big huge funbags that would have made a great backrest (she decided to have reduction surgery) and dressed like a leather witch with way too much make up. We couldn't go anywhere without her attracting attention from traditional biker types and then spending the whole time flirting with them. After that, I have re-aquainted myself with riding alone for the most part. Actually, I always enjoyed it better anyhow. I can go when I want, stop when and where I want and stay out there as long as I want. Since I'm not the prototypical "biker" who puts on a costume and parades around like a rooster on steroids, I found that biker chicks are all "rooster lovers" and can go lay their eggs over there.<br /> <br />Keep up the good work Thomas. I'm a little crotchety too and can relate to how you feel about things. I have a word file at home that's populated only with things that piss me off. Maybe I'll send it to you.<br /> <br />Keep the shiny side up..........Tom Worum (turbofix)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950664143576637249.post-86987636062235134352009-06-09T06:05:27.566-05:002009-06-09T06:05:27.566-05:00That's a good reason for taking the class.That's a good reason for taking the class.T.W. Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04078254371483458356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950664143576637249.post-55616766848102083122009-06-08T18:38:45.077-05:002009-06-08T18:38:45.077-05:00Wow...I remember these people in my MSF class. I&#...Wow...I remember these people in my MSF class. I've watched the CHP take their Hardlys around tighter corners at slower speeds so its all BS. You can pass that course with just about anything. I took the course so I could learn a thing or two that may save my life one day...Life On Two Wheelshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11518727391076001763noreply@blogger.com