Weathermen. I’ve often thought being a weatherman would be a perfect occupation, because you only have to get about half the news right about half the time to keep your job. If I was a weatherman, I would go on TV with my perfect hair (which would most likely be a perfect wig) and...
Trying and failing to break the law of gravity wasn’t the worst thing that has ever happened to me, absentmindedly parking my motorcycle on an incline wasn’t the worst thing that ever happened to me, it was watching Rain Cloud Follows topple over in slow motion, the resultant...
Having safely concluded the SaddleSore 1000 from Elkhart, IN to Rapid City, SD, Dark Meat and I decided we deserved (and wanted… or make that needed) a day off. When working, our call time is usually fairly early, which means setting an alarm even earlier. When on a motorcycle trip...
We’re currently holed up in Salt Lake City, the first place with internet access since Rapid City, five nights ago. 3060 miles since leaving Virginia Beach It’s been a fun trip, but not without it’s share of hardships, including hail, a blizzard, and a few other...