first ride, springtime, surgery

Stan,

david does it every year. Seems like Spring can't be far away now.

Stan...

david, after viewing your picture on your cycle, It brought back flashes of
a movie I saw in 1954 starring Marlon Brando. Were you part of that "wild
bunch" that terrorized small towns in Arkansas? :)
Stan :)

Stan...

Great narrative david. You took me with you.

Stan :)

david...

hey, stan, you're always welcome... :-)) glad you enjoyed that first
ride. hearing the engine start after 6 months of quietness is always a
joy... 'cause you never know if it's going to happen... :)

Thanks david.

david...

that was one of my favorite movies, stan... "The Wild One"... i think i
saw it in 1954 also... lee marvin (i think) played the bad guy with a
bunch of harley guys... it was a plot that i could understand (which is a
short list, by the way...) i've seen posters of brando on a harley,
supposedly from the movie, but in reality he rode a gorgeous brit
triumph... complete with mufflers... :) a rather gentle piece of
machinery... we happened to see the movie a few years ago and i had
forgotten how gentle and simple the story line was... but i would watch
it again in a heartbeat... i read somewhere that it was based on a
somewhat fabricated takeover of Hollis, California, back in 1947... at
least that's my memory as i sit here, trying to type and entertain a very
demanding puppy at the same time...

who, me? terrorize small towns? well, i *DID* try, but when i rode up on
my baby blue 5 hp cushman motor scooter people didn't draw back in fear
as intended... and my crew cut hair, freckle face, t-shirt, jeans and
sneakers didn't convey the image either... and i was so used to saying
"sir" and "ma'am", that i failed miserably at being the bad guy. and i
had to be in church on sunday morning and sunday evening and wednesday
evening and thursday evening and sometimes saturday evening (and there
was always a sunday school lesson to study on saturday night anyway) and
sometimes every night of the week if a revival was going on, so my time
for being bad was limited mostly to mornings and early afternoons, once i
finished the various family chores i had to do.... it was tough, trying
to be bad... but i kept on trying...

hmmm... mebbe i oughta' call the motorcycle hospital and change my
request from new mufflers to straight pipes... ... and grow a beard
and let my hair grow long again and stop wasting soap in showers and get

david...

hey, a ponytail looks good on a biker... :) and you'd be welcome at the
dinosaur barbeque hangout if you were with a ponyhaired biker... :) hey,
it could improve your social status... (and wendy might think you looked
even better than she already does... )

a good book of cuss wurds... hey, mebbe i kin do this... LOL

Don and his Devil

david...

good morning, don. it's in my job description to do this... honest... :)