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Post by spandi on Dec 22, 2017 21:38:39 GMT -5
Thanks. And in the Christmas spirit I rounded your's to a nice even 50.  BTW, along the same lines, my sister has a saying about your possessions. "Turn in all your toys as you leave" |
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Post by spandi on Dec 22, 2017 8:56:51 GMT -5
I went to a bar 'cause the band my brother ran lights for was performing. At one point, their leader asked if anyone rode a bike. Of course I shot up my hand (along with a good third of the other folks). The leader pointed to me and asked, "What kind do you ride?" I proudly announced, "A Piaggio BV200!" "What kind is that?" "A 200cc scooter." The guy smiled and had me come up and gave me a free cd. I noticed lots of smiles around me.
Now, 1: maybe it's 'cause I'm a girly-gal. 2: Or maybe it was my pride in my bike and the enthusiasm of getting to join in. 3: Or maybe it's 'cause it's not a hard-core bar. But I sure was included by the big-dog bikers. Although I think my brother was a bit embarrassed. >'Kat
Back in my day, outlaw bikers were MUCH different than today... Sure, we were rough and ready, but no drugs, no bullying, willing to help anyone broke down on the road and anybody on 2 (or 3) wheels was welcome to ride with us...
As drugs, organized crime, extortion, kidnapping and such entered the equation it all changed. And it took place while I was in the Army. There ARE still "good guys" outlaw clubs, especially those Christian groups like the "Tribe of Juda". Even among the hard-core crowd, usually easily identified by colors, 1%er tats, no plates on their chops, class III weapons (sawed-off shotguns, full-auto stuff in their belts) tomahawks, Bowie knives, machetes and of course the obligatory framing hammer in the loop in their overalls... Even among that frightening bunch, the older ones with gray hair and beards are quite often friendly and accepting of us.
Just DON'T bet yer' life on it...Stopping for a cold one at one of their marked watering holes is still NOT a good idea for the scooter-jockey... even a WORSE idea if you're also an outlaw and wearing the WRONG colors...  Every so often, on a bright, sunny day, with wind on my knuckles I go back in memory to riding "Old Blue" with the "Rolling Lords". I can almost hear that BEAUTIFUL thundering cackle of 150cid of animal motor... Then, I'll pass a hard-case biker bar and remember I'm NOT 17 anymore, and, I'm NOT riding "Old Blue"... I'm 71, with arthritis, bad vision, poor balance and riding "Minnie Mouse".
Oh well, being young and reckless WAS a lot of fun!  Leo (ah... born to be mild these days) in Texas Yes Leo, but the young think their youth and strength come from THEM. They haven't been around long enough to realize it's just on loan from mother nature. (And will have to be returned one day.) |
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Post by spandi on Dec 22, 2017 8:38:58 GMT -5
Try again. The link appears to be just circling right back here. (I find that typing in my own title clears this up)  |
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Post by spandi on Dec 21, 2017 0:50:58 GMT -5
I had a psycho white hamster named Burlington. You did NOT stick your hand in that cage. (Think furry Piranha )  |
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Post by spandi on Dec 16, 2017 23:11:27 GMT -5
That's true. I do have a modular helmet made in China that got fairly high ratings in various tests and reviews. I thought this was pretty funny though, and kind of humorously inline with the "China just makes junk" mentally. Appropriately carried out in semi-silly fashion by "street gangster" |
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Post by spandi on Dec 16, 2017 20:38:20 GMT -5
Not exactly scientific testing, but....
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Post by spandi on Dec 15, 2017 3:59:15 GMT -5
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Post by spandi on Dec 9, 2017 2:48:38 GMT -5
THIS is the season of "peace on earth" but sometimes I see an image SO powerful and universal that I just can't resist making a graphic to ponder over... The lady in the picture below is a citizen of one of the Arab cities recently decimated by ISIS. Christians, Jews and moderate Muslims were tortured and murdered by the hundreds.
I can almost feel the resolve in her eyes, and the heat off the barrel of her now-silent AK47. Anybody care to try talking to her about gun-control? I thought not...
I couldn't help noticing the plastic mag on that AK... An indication of one of the rare ones chambered in .223/5.56. So she's getting her ammo from the "good guys"... I have one of them myself, and have fired it non-stop until the barrel glowed red and the wood handguard caught fire. And it never misses a beat. Good choice when it's time to quit talking and start shooting...
This news photo shows us this stalwart, very aged lady SIRVIVOR in front of her battle-scarred house... SHE didn't give up. Neither should any good man, woman or child.
Bless my soul, SHE reminds me of my own sweet Wife... 
In times past, she might have been seen in front of her log cabin, wearing a beaver hat and holding a Winchester '73... She reminds me so much of the pioneer American spirit that once made our country great... Doesn't matter if you wear a turban, a baseball cap or a military helmet. It doesn't matter what part of the world you reside in. It doesn't matter if you're standing in your place of worship, the workplace, the polling place or the battle field... Stand your ground, and...NEVER GIVE UP!
 Something to think over from The Old Chopper Guy and the missus... Leo, if you want to see "Bulldog Tenacity" might I suggest treating yourself (and the better half) to a showing of Darkest Hour, the new movie of Winston Churchill's outstanding leadership during the Battle of Britain. |
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Post by spandi on Dec 8, 2017 21:00:45 GMT -5
My dad bought it from his elderly neighbor who had bought it new in Florida and brought it back, 200 miles on it when I got it,and e gas had ruined the original carb. The mileage is right as it had all documentation. It's always been taken care of, oil changed etc, and it literally fell apart by 2000 miles It wasn't a 2008 was it?  |
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Post by spandi on Dec 8, 2017 20:55:02 GMT -5
"Here in Palm Springs the weather is sunny almost all year long (with maybe a total of 2-3 weeks of rain a year.)"When I lived in the Phoenix area, I felt the same way. I didn't have a scooter but I commuted a lot on bicycles and later motorized bicycles. Few experiences compare to that of sitting in a hot car after it has been sitting in the summer sun in Phoenix for several hours. It can turn your leather interior to cracklins! Yah, my dad's friend from work moved to Arizona after he retired, and had to cover the steering wheel of his car with a white towel to keep from burning his hands after going shopping.  (And the reason I put light colored grips on my scoot.)  |
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Post by spandi on Dec 7, 2017 18:21:48 GMT -5
I'm Just wondering, where did you purchase this? |
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Post by spandi on Dec 7, 2017 15:41:33 GMT -5
I am in total agreement with the article. Here in Palm Springs the weather is sunny almost all year long (with maybe a total of 2-3 weeks of rain a year.) there might be one rider on a motorcycle/scooter for every 500 cars, and yet most of the time all you see are people in these over sized, gas guzzling land whales to get a single bag of groceries. Which always struck me as wasteful, if not just flat out stupid. I think future generations will look back on this, shake their heads and ask themselves "What were you thinking?"   |
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Post by spandi on Nov 27, 2017 13:16:46 GMT -5
I remember years ago a comedian doing an imitation of Charles Bronson ordering a burger at McDonald's, "I want a ham-burger. No pic-kles. No Let-tuce. No special-sauce. And if you don't do it right I'll stick your face in the deep fry-er!" |
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Post by spandi on Nov 24, 2017 11:20:36 GMT -5
Thanks Leo, and the same to you and the Mrs. (Btw, keep the Alka-Seltzer Handy! LOL! ) |
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Post by spandi on Nov 22, 2017 12:13:44 GMT -5
Sorry to hear this Leo. (I can tell by the picture just what a loving friend he was) But of all the people he could have shared his life with he chose you. I found myself "Adopted" in just the same way, and recognize when it actually is a loving soul disguised as a cat.
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