Happy birthday, Deena!
Uhm, this morning, I was cleaning out an email that I rarely ever look at and some of y'all had emailed me a long time ago. I am a dolt.
Fred: It's the pictures in my mind that are getting me. It's like being stuck in a really bad movie with those Clockwork Orange clampy things on my eyeballs. Wesley: Why imagine? Reality's disturbing enough.
'Shells'
Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Daisy Jane - Aug 03, 2007 7:59:51 am PDT #9849 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Stephanie - Aug 03, 2007 8:06:19 am PDT #9850 of 10001
Trust my rage
So I skewed and I dumped.
My husband, who's a pretty decent rider, says you aren't a qualified, "real" motorcyclist until you've dumped your bike. So, I"m glad you go that out of the way quickly and I hope people stop being so stupid.
Stephanie - Aug 03, 2007 8:06:37 am PDT #9851 of 10001
Trust my rage
Oh, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEENA!!
Connie Neil - Aug 03, 2007 8:12:21 am PDT #9852 of 10001
brillig
I wasn't sure when I'd see you here, Deena, so I dropped a birthday greeting over in LJ.
t maximal hugs
Connie Neil - Aug 03, 2007 8:13:11 am PDT #9853 of 10001
brillig
My husband, who's a pretty decent rider, says you aren't a qualified, "real" motorcyclist until you've dumped your bike
Does it count if you're the passenger? We hit black ice when trying to avoid an idiot and went down. I had to use the bumper of the minivan that had skidded to a halt behind us to balance to get myself up.
Maria - Aug 03, 2007 8:20:40 am PDT #9854 of 10001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
juliana, darling, I am so glad bike dumpage did not result in damage to either your shiny new motorcycle or you. Now the first one's out of the way and you know what to expect.
Had mine yesterday, and I think it was the first one I ever went into without that feeling.
The niggling doubt has decreased every year, but I can't seem to make the damned thing go away completely. I know I do a good job, and I know I don't screw up, but my stomach doesn't listen to my head and riles up the butterflies anyway.
Last call: If anyone wants a postcard from Italy, reply in my LJ or forever hold your peace. The entry is flocked, so let me know if I need to add you. [link]
Maria - Aug 03, 2007 8:23:33 am PDT #9855 of 10001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
Granola:
I swear I've said this, and I keep realising I haven't, but lots of ~ma to Kristin and ND on the moms front. It's a lot to deal with, especially if you're not *there*.
ChiKat - Aug 03, 2007 8:26:00 am PDT #9856 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Happy birthday, Deena!!!
juliana - Aug 03, 2007 8:30:25 am PDT #9857 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
My husband, who's a pretty decent rider, says you aren't a qualified, "real" motorcyclist until you've dumped your bike
I'm a real motorcyclist now! feels like Pinocchio
Scrappy - Aug 03, 2007 8:39:21 am PDT #9858 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Happy Birthday to the wonderful Deena! You add so much to the board with your wit and support and your heart.
Juliana--congrats on your first lay-down!