
Oh what a week. A cut back on mileage & intensity since it's October, and the weight immediately packs on. I can't look at a Funyon without that scale shooting North - wah wah wah.
Harley Davidson has perfected the art of converting cash into noise. They take the working man's hard-earned cash and then turn it into noise! It's a perfect art, as every time I'm on the road, it seems that some hog's tearing up that asphalt with noise. I think it's great that Harley was able to perfect that kind of conversion, and I think it's even better that people exchange their cash for such a nice looking noise maker.
Personally, I have no "Notice Me" gimmicks: no bright green Maybach, no schoolbus-sized pickup truck, no make-your-ears-deaf Harley, no platinum bling around my neck, no Rolex President, and no pure-gold pinkie rings.
# posted by The BLOGGER, aka Blog Boy @ 12:09 PM
