Care and feeding of the head...

GSRon said:

Lays Potato Chips

Hi Alice..!!  Well... for me, bikes are like Lays Potato Chips... can't have just one..    However my street bikes both need work.. So next weekend I see if I can fix one of them and go for a nice local ride.  The California coast is awesome..!

Be Well..!

Ron   i don't want a pickle.. jus wanna ride my motor sickle....   And I don't want to die...  just wanna ride my motor cy.... cle...   Good Ole Arlo Guthrie...

2014..  Here we are a year later...  I do shed tears thinking of those we lost in the last year..  sigh..  But thankful for those of us still fighting..  So yes I am working on prepping my little race bike for the IOM.  I have a new rider.. Paul Owen.. can't wait to meet him.  Seems that Cancer does not escape the racers either..  My rider last year has Cancer in his family.. and I "hear" Paul has his own story to tell...  Even though I will be racing and "On Holiday" Cancer does not take a Holiday.. sigh..  OK, so again this year there is a Relay for Life on the IOM, it starts the same time we are to start our race.. kind of interesting, don't you think..??  I plan to go to the event right after Paul finishes, safe and sound...

The bike ships in 3 weeks.. lots to do... but I can do it, a little each day.. the fatigue over comes me if I try to do too much..  I am thankful for my pals that are helping me..

You all stay well...

Ron

angec said:

Cheer up Ron!  Hate to see

Cheer up Ron!  Hate to see you down!  I know, it has been rough for you the past year.  I think you lost over 5 or 6 people, some very close together in time. Then our TW, who i think about quite often and sometimes a tear still rolls down my face.  I am sending you a virtual hug and a Blonde joke.. let's see if it does the trick...

 

"The Two Blondes"

A Blonde woman is speeding down the highway when a police woman, also a blonde pulls her over,

"Can I see  your license and registration", the police woman says.

The blonde is looking through her bag and is getting angry as she can't find it.

"What does it look like?" she asks the officer,

The officer says, "it is square and has your picture on it"

The Blonde pulls out her mirror, opens it and hands it to the cop, "here, I found it, she says"

The cop looks at it and hands it back to her and says "you can go, I didn't now you were a cop!"

Ba da bump!

 

Feel better!!!

OK, this is too good not to share.. one pal of mine wrote it.. the other sent it to me..   good pals for sure..

Ron

The Gold Star Rider

An 80 year old man went to the doctor for a check-up and the doctor was amazed

at what good shape the guy was in. The doctor asked, "To what do you attribute

your good health?"

The old timer said, "I'm a Gold Star rider and that's why I'm in such good shape.

I'm up well before daylight on Sundays and out sliding around corners, shootin'

sand washes and riding up and down the steepest, gnarliest hills I can find at the

crack of dawn."

The doctor said, "Well, I'm sure that helps, but there's got to be more to it. How

old was your dad when he died?" The old timer said, "Who said my dad's dead?"

The doctor said, "You mean you're 80 years old and your dad's still alive? How

old is he?" The old timer said, "He's 99 years old and, in fact, he went riding with

me this Sunday, and that's why he's still alive... he's a Goldie rider too."

The doctor said, "Well, that's great, but I'm sure there's more to it. How about your

dad's dad? How old was he when he died?" The old timer said, "Who said my

grandpa's dead?"

The doctor said, "You mean you're 80 years old and your grandfather's still living!

How old is he?" The old timer said, "He's 117 years old."

The doctor was getting frustrated at this point and said, "I guess he went Goldie

riding with you this Sunday too?" The old timer said, "No... Grandpa couldn't go

this week because he got married."

The Doctor said in amazement, "Got married!! Good Lord!!! Why would a 117-

year-old guy want to get married?"

The old timer said, "Who said he wanted to?"

from Damon Fever