Random Thoughts

I’m up at 5 Am on a Saturday.   Hell, I was up an hour ago at 4.      Most people  joke that’s what old men do, but I’ve been doing that since I was 10.     I don’t know why.

Why, Happy Saturday!

A killer little time piece — written in 1973.    Its was sorta the counter, of the counter-culture.   It still cracks me up.

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I haven’t ridden much lately.   It’s pretty hot outside.   It hit 118 degrees a couple of days ago here, which is pretty damn hot.   On a bike, in the wind, thats like 130 degrees.     I’ve done it before, and it never really turned out that great for me.

I’m not bitching;  I love it.   It beats the living hell out of snow in the winter.    You don’t have to shovel heat off your car, or your doorstep.  You don’t slide sideways into a ditch, because of heat.

These are the times for an air conditioned car.   It’s 108 today, and that’s more like it.   It’s that extra 10 degrees that’ll kick your ass on a long ride.   In another month, It’ll be time to bust out the bike and go ride a place and see something new.

Never been to Alamagordo…   Or Madrid New Mexico.   Or white sands….  I’ve been kicking those places around to ride out and have a little look-see.   I can feel a ride coming on.

Pretty much my whole life, I’ve made fun of country music.   I laughed it off as corny and even a little too simple for my tastes.    I’ve liked a few artists;  Dwight Yoakam, Johnny Cash, a little Alabama or a country/pop crossover song here and there.    Mostly, nothing I’d admit to.

I think it all started with that trip across the Texas Panhandle.    I found some old classic country riding through there, and it just seemed to fit the territory.   No big deal; I enjoyed the hell out of those miles.    That was a few months ago.

I came home, and lived my life.

Now all of a sudden, The last couple of weeks, for some reason all I’ve been listening to is country music on the way to work.    I found this playlist on my Amazon Prime account on my phone that sync’s up with my car and its been Patsy Cline, Merle Haggard, Buck Owens, Loretta Lynn… shit I’ve heard, but never listened to.    Even some of the new stuff;   yeah, it’s simple and even so  corny sometimes I wince a bit when I hear it.

Yeah, I think I’ve had a stroke.     This stuff all of a sudden sounds good to me.

Seen these guys a couple of  times, they’re fairly jammin.  A little punk rock and SKA never hurt anybody….

I think I’m done with politics.   I know where I stand, and where I’ve always put my vote.    I’m just sick of how divided the world is, and how its trickled down to daily life.

I’m looking forward to the time when we judge people by whether they’re an asshole or not, not what color of state they’re in, or whatever else.

You can feel a revolution coming on, or some kind of social civil war.   It’s dumber than hell.

Man, life is too short.   Aaaaand, for me anyway,  There’s too many good things out there to enjoy….

I’m sitting here, at my computer chair watching youtube videos on a weekend,  and  doing pretty much absolutely nothing.  It’s a Saturday, and it’s pretty awesome.

Here’s a good one:

Haha,    ya Gotta love it.  SIR Paul McCartney.

I need to catch up.   May was pretty busy, and spent a lot of time on the road.   4 states and about 3500 miles.

Finally found the farmhouse/Tire change scene from Easy Rider.

My oldest daughter is officially having a baby, and turns out I’m going to be grandpa Zip (still not comfortable with using the G-word).

I’ll get caught up this weekend.

It’s spring.   Ride hard!