Wednesday, September 16, 2009

An Interstate runs through it

You know how some people's blogs and twits get sort of annoying because they are putting out way too much information? Do we really need to know what they had for breakfast or that they had to retie their shoe three times? No. No. My promise to you, gentle reader, is that I'll find a different and, hopefully, better way to annoy you.

Two and a half months between posts! I guess I should apologize to the clamoring-for-more public, but honestly, if I weren't being threatened with a law suite for not meeting my contractual obligations, I wouldn't even be posting this! You see, I've been spending every waking hour trying to make sense of Obama's health care plan. It's a dirty job, but somebody's got to do it! But do not weep for me, Argentina - or Bayonne, New Jersey for that matter. I have found common ground with Mr. POTUS (Cue cheers, applause and balloon drop)! I too think Kanye West is a jackass.

Show of hands: who stopped reading and started looking at the map when I mentioned health care? Ah huh, over half of you. Then let's talk motorcycles! That's my most recent run of merit. Oh, there have been numerous runs to Harris Teeter and the liquor store - not necessarily in that order - but nothing blog-worthy. There was that one time I thought I bought too many groceries and couldn't fit them all into the saddle bags. Mild panic! It was kind of like playing Tetris™, as I dropped different items in to get the best fit. I actually drew a crowd! Ok, it was the kid who gathers up the shopping carts, but still. And then there was the time I couldn't start the bike. Sitting in my optometrist's parking lot with a totally dead bike! I was on the phone with the dealership when I realized I hadn't put the kill switch in the 'run' position. Please don't tell anyone! I'm so embarrassed. We'll talk about the map next time.