I wish..........I could just do whatever the hell I wanna do. Nothing would be better than to have six Saturdays and one Sunday every week. Wouldn't that be nice? WOW!
It's that time of year. I start getting all these emails. Let's go to Hot Springs. Let's go to Sturgis. Let's go to Little Sturgis. Let's go to Black Creek. Let's go to Thunder Beach, Daytona Bike Week, Biketoberfest, Laconia, Rolling Thunder, Tail of the Dragon, Maggie Valley...............you know the drill. But like everyone else around here, the only reason I can enjoy riding is I work for a living....which inevitably means I gotta pick and choose where we go this year. The time is coming tho'......where we will do it all. It won't be long, but for this year, Renea and I have some difficult choices to make. I'm half tempted to sell our Talladega tickets just so we can do something different this year, yet still retain ticket rights for next year......forego our damn near ritualistic annual Labor Trip to Robbinsville just so we can do something else. Just today a guy in my company who works on a different program shot me one of those Sturgis emails.............and it sounds good, but Sturgis happens right smack dab at the very beginning of a new school term and that term is gonna be a rough one. So, I've got some quantitative analysis to do...........and fast. I'll be glad when I can just throw caution to the wind and just get the f**k out of Dodge at a moment's notice.
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