Pauly

Fish ain't biting today.

"New Car Scent" air fresheners.

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That Hyper will eat a 1098 alive on the street.

Dirty bike. Sparkle farkle. Fancy schmancy.

Oil change for the Honda. Field tested the Harbor Freight 1000lb lift with satisfactory results. This is an older model which seems to have been built a little more sturdy than the new model? I read that on the internet and now so have you. Has to be true. This is the heaviest bike I have ever lifted with it. Detailed it and stared at the fancy front end for a bit. Too bad those orange reflectors shit all over it. Also farkled the BMW with a new oil fill plug. Cut another tool from my travel kit and looks better than the factory plastic plug.

I am so done with this forum.

This bad mama jamma is sold.

Aftermath of my commute home.

Not so much a bike thing, but I remedied my tool storage situation. I have been wrenching out of milk crates long enough.

One season. Take your bike to the Smokey Mountains and start climbing.

I did it the hard way for sure. Lol

Bullshit. 1. Buy bike 2. Climb hills 3. Devour pizza. 4. Lose 50 lbs.

How much for the lid and the Sena SRL?

Not shoveling buckets of food down your gullet also helps.

Worked for me.

Rode to work today. Left the house at 10am and took 77S to 800/148/145/556 and over the river to New Martinsville. I picked up 180/18/74/47/129 into Weston for lunch. Somewhere along 74 my right pannier kissed the asphalt and I believe that deserves a celebratory glass of whiskey. Guess it can wait until I get home. After lunch I just took 33 into Elkins and stayed on 250 from there all the way to Stanton, VA. Nothing but 81/64 from there to Richmond, but it was a nice wind down stretch of freeway to allow all of my muscles to atrophy and ache. I am grateful for the ability to stand and ride on this bike. It was just about 500 miles from my house to the hotel and I stopped twice. Once for lunch and fuel in Weston and once in Whereversburg, VA for hydration.

Work truck is loaded and ready to roll. Sometimes I really do love my job.

Rode the Goldwing to Coshocton for lunch. That bike is smooth as glass. Almost time to change the oil. Pretty sure that means I get to buy a new electric/hydraulic lift.

SOLD.

Funny. I was just thinking about having a ham sandwich and can't figure out for the life of me how many marbles to stick up my nose when I finally stub my toe on that table I sold last summer.

Price drop to $1500.

Goddamn.

I hate all of you.