Harley Davidson's 105th Anniversary is this weekend, and I swear every single Harley in town is out on the roads. Who celebrates 105th anniversaries anyway? I'm a little glad we'll be out of town this weekend when they're out in full force. They are too loud, and they drive me crazy. I am very well putting my own life at jeopardy by saying that. Milwaukeeans are nuts about their Hogs.
And, just a little plug here, if you do ride, WEAR A HELMET!!! Nothing drives me crazier than seeing cyclists without helmets. It's just like asking to die. If you're not smart enough to wear a helmet, there's probably not much up there worth protecting anyway.
Tonite on my way home from work, a bicyclist, a young punk kid dressed in all black, decided to cross a busy, 6 lane road, in the dark. I didn't see him until maybe 20 feet away, and he was in the lane next to mine. I slammed on my brakes, laid on the horn, all the crap in my car went flying, he stopped, and I swore at him. Too bad he didn't hear me.
Apparently he also had a death wish.
3 comments:
Yeah, I remember this time of year. Except we lived RIGHT NEXT to the factory, where they all congregated. My kids were always yelling and pointing. It's like seeing aliens or something!
I feel like I too may be assassinated for agreeing with you, but I can't stand when they drive by, it's such noise pollution! I think they just have to compensate for their small wee-wee's.
I know this is a comment on an old post, but I'm avoiding doing my reading.
Just to clarify...when you said cyclist, did you mean like on a bicycle? Or did you mean on a motorcycle? Because they prefer biker. Cyclists only refers to bicycle riders, but I'm sure you already knew that.
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Nurse: "No. Is it missing?"
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