I woke up early Thursday morning to fog. Fog isn’t rain, but it isn’t much fun to ride in either. So I did what any sensible motorcycle adventurer would do. I rolled over and went back to sleep. An hour later, the fog had lifted, leaving an overcast and gray day. I set my...
Though the sun came out during the day on Tuesday and dried up all the rain, the storm came back that evening with a vengeance. We heard the rain start picking up while sitting inside the TV truck, and about twenty minutes into our live ECW show, there was a terrific CA-CRAACKK!! outside...
Any story that you live to tell is a good one, and this is no exception. In reality this is Day Four of the trip, but since all I did the previous day was work at the HSBC Arena in Buffalo, – BOOORING! – I’ll pick up with my commute from the HSBC Arena to the ChevyCenter...
I woke early Sunday, got ready and stopped by the Pine Tree Motel office to check out. Burt was already up, and true to form, handed me a steaming mug of coffee with a big smile. I thanked him for the great time I’d had at the fire. He semi-apologized for Vicky, explaining that...
RAW this week came from Buffalo, a mere 500 miles from my house. Never one to miss an opportunity, I decided to take Stormbringer – my trusty Harley Davidson Heritage Softail – out of the shed for a little ride. Stormbringer was named in 2005 after a few long rides, because...