My posting from 2 rides ago got et when I lost power ... I won't try to recover that now ...
Instead I'll tell you about my dream of 2 seconds from last trip ...
I walk into a bank to ask for a loan.
Short, sweet and open to interpretation.
The crowd now is the loudest per capital that we've had. Many woman in short black dresses that have to continually pull them down over their buttS in various states of drunkenness. And what's weird? No clubbing guys, or at least, none that I recognize as such:
I feel good, better than you would guess for typing on a fricken iPhone.
If we don't get live plug, we may have to sit 1 ride out ... Or something.