Phone, Rush, Labor, She's Here!!!

Brrringg-Brrringgg!!! “Hello” Yes, is this Paul, “yes”, this is Doctor Mike, your wife just went into labor, please get here asap! “Oh wonderful, I am on my way!” After suiting up, dodging the rain clouds I make it there. Damn, just a little to late for the delivery, upon entry I learn that I have a beautiful new girl. After checking in and making my way thru the hallways I make the corner into the room, and wow! I almost fainted, there she was, on her little crib, just so happy to be into this world. It was love at first site! I just had to immediately stare at her, and then rub and caress her. Then, I instantly got concerned about the boys chasing her, she has such a nice figure and one hell of a set of jugs already. I know, I shouldn’t be worried because I know she is a runner, and will out run most the boys that chase her. Unfortunately she couldn’t come home with us last night, she was born with a little boo-boo on her toe. The Doctors promised me they would have her all fixed up early this morning so she can come home tonight.

I know, I know… I need another kid like I need a hole in the head… jesh, five of them now… I think I will be putting on an addition for more bedrooms this summer.

If this happens again in the next nine months, someone please check me into rehab, I think I have a problem!

Later,
One Happy Dad
More photos later

Fairwell My Friend

This morning I rolled out of bed with an empty feeling in my belly, I am guessing "Greta" did too, since last night I stripped her of all her chrome jewelry and prepped her for her journey back to where I adopted her from 30 months ago. Greta was a loyal girl, carting my ass around the country usaully with five to seven bikes in tow. We shared the road for 29802 miles and saw 28 states together. She never failed me and always barked to life every morning, pulled strong and never wimpered once as I ground her boards off. I am hoping they find a nice home for her and she gets ridden daily since that is what she has been acustomed to.

There is no looking back, ride on Greta...

they're all waving goodbye as you pull away from the pack.

Watery eyes... sniff...sniff... goodbye ole' girl, you will be missed by many.

What was I thinking?

It was a windy, snowy, raw kind of day and I really didn't want to leave the house but earlier in the week I told a good friend I would help him sell raffle tickets at the Bike Show downtown. I gave up on going to these types of bike shows a long time ago because they just don't interest me, they only have all stock bikes from the local dealerships set up to look at, nothing different from their showrooms. Even with this said I decide to go an hour early to check out the bikes before selling tickets with him. I make it through the snow and into the parking garage. Once inside the hall, I instantly get that feeling like, you dumb ass you knew it would be lame like this. I only found two interesting bikes that I have not seen before to ponder over. Then came the big show, some rinky dink dance show by girls barely dressed. I had to laugh, I wonder what these girls must be thinking. It is one thing to have some fancy technical routine that takes skill, but this show... oh my, some girls went this way, some that way, some fell, but one thing they all thought was that they were the cats ass. After laughing at the show I found my friend and we sold some tickets, didn't have too much luck because the attendance kind of sucked. In the end it was a nice afternoon out socializing.