ramblin' man
I feel compelled to write in here. I dont know why, I have nothing clever to say. Anyways, I went to the dentist yesterday. 3 cavaties! What the hell? I don't even remember the last time I had 'A' cavity let alone 3. Jeeeeeeeeez.
Yesterday I went on a memorial motorcycle ride for Ronny Lash and it might've been the best thing I've ever done. There were about 30 bikes and we (well they) just took over the road. It was sweet. I put myself in the middle so I would be forced to keep up the pace and not get run over. Well, I ended up being more towards the front because my wild ass ways made me want to ride with the guys who were going much faster than we should have been. It's defintely different riding in packs. A lot, lot, lot more safe. More people see you, hear you, and it's just kinda like the road is there just for you. So many bikes and so much fun. I wish it would've lasted longer but nonetheless it was amazing. Ended at the Fireman's park in Clio where everyone was drinking from a keg. My dad caught up to us and Frankenmuth and finally passed enough bikes to fly by me in Birch Run. SO we had a beer at teh Fireman's park and then went home. I waited for Chris K and then we went and picked up Richie and went back to the Fireman's park. It was sweet, tons of people. Saw a lot of good friends and drank it up. Bought a sweet shirt that has wings on it and says 'In Memory of Ronny Lash'. At about midnight we had our last beer and took Richie home. Then we proceeded to the Montrose Pub and wait for Joebob. Finally he called and said he was going to be late and he would just meet Chris and I at my house. Which we did, and it was fun. And nice seeing him. He's going back to the 'weiner', what he calls Florida, Sunday morning so who knows when the next time is that I'll be able to hang out with him...Today the band Im in has 2 shows out here in Montrose. I need to get over there perrrty quick.
Yesterday I went on a memorial motorcycle ride for Ronny Lash and it might've been the best thing I've ever done. There were about 30 bikes and we (well they) just took over the road. It was sweet. I put myself in the middle so I would be forced to keep up the pace and not get run over. Well, I ended up being more towards the front because my wild ass ways made me want to ride with the guys who were going much faster than we should have been. It's defintely different riding in packs. A lot, lot, lot more safe. More people see you, hear you, and it's just kinda like the road is there just for you. So many bikes and so much fun. I wish it would've lasted longer but nonetheless it was amazing. Ended at the Fireman's park in Clio where everyone was drinking from a keg. My dad caught up to us and Frankenmuth and finally passed enough bikes to fly by me in Birch Run. SO we had a beer at teh Fireman's park and then went home. I waited for Chris K and then we went and picked up Richie and went back to the Fireman's park. It was sweet, tons of people. Saw a lot of good friends and drank it up. Bought a sweet shirt that has wings on it and says 'In Memory of Ronny Lash'. At about midnight we had our last beer and took Richie home. Then we proceeded to the Montrose Pub and wait for Joebob. Finally he called and said he was going to be late and he would just meet Chris and I at my house. Which we did, and it was fun. And nice seeing him. He's going back to the 'weiner', what he calls Florida, Sunday morning so who knows when the next time is that I'll be able to hang out with him...Today the band Im in has 2 shows out here in Montrose. I need to get over there perrrty quick.