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Introduction:
Ok, I'm hard working. I say that because I currently work 6 days a week, good thing God created the 7th day. I enjoy life and think it should be lived at the pace you think is best for you, we are all individual.
I'm described as down to earth and easy to talk to. I like laughter and am not into drama just enjoying the ride of life.
I do enjoy grillin/useing my NEW smoker while hanging out with friends and yes, having a cold one or 2.
Riding, I ride as much as I can. I have 2 bikes and ride them both. Not much else to say other than I like to play No Limit Holdem online as a hobby not an addiction.
I'm not sure what else to say but if you have any questions, feel free to ask. Have a great day.
Ride safe and ride free.
I found this at killboys site. He takes the pictures for Deals Gap rides. It's s place to ride in NC/Tenn that is an 11 mile stretch of road with over 318 curves and I thought I would post it.
Season of the Bike
There is cold, and there is cold on a motorcycle. Cold on a motorcycle is like being beaten with cold hammers while being kicked with cold boots, a bone bruising cold. The wind's big hands squeeze the heat out of my body and whisk it away; caught in a cold October rain, the drops don't even feel like water. They feel like shards of bone fallen from the skies of Hell to pock my face. I expect to arrive with my cheeks and forehead streaked with blood, but that's just an illusion, just the misery of nerves not designed for highway speeds.
Despite this, it's hard to give up my motorcycle in the fall and I rush to get it on the road again in the spring; lapses of sanity like this are common among motorcyclists. When you let a motorcycle into your life youre changed forever. The letters "MC" are stamped on your drivers license right next to your sex and weight as if "motorcycle" was just another of your physical characteristics, or maybe a mental condition. But when warm weather finally does come around all those cold snaps and rainstorms are paid in full because a summer is worth any price.
A motorcycle is not just a two-wheeled car; the difference between driving a car and climbing onto a motorcycle is the difference between watching TV and actually living your life. We spend all our time sealed in boxes and cars are just the rolling boxes that shuffle us from home-box to work-box to store-box and back, the whole time, entombed in stale air, temperature regulated, sound insulated, and smelling of carpets.
On a motorcycle I know I'm alive. When I ride, even the familiar seems strange and glorious. The air has weight and substance as I push through it and its touch is as intimate as water to a swimmer. I feel the cool wells of air that pool under trees and the warm spokes of that fall through them. I can see everything in a sweeping 360 degrees, up, down and around, wider than Pana-Vision and than IMAX and unrestricted by ceiling or dashboard. Sometimes I even hear music. It's like hearing phantom telephones in the shower or false doorbells when vacuuming; the pattern-loving brain, seeking signals in the noise, raises acoustic ghosts out of the wind's roar. But on a motorcycle I hear whole songs: rock 'n roll, dark orchestras, women's voices, all hidden in the air and released by speed. At 30 miles per hour and up, smells become uncannily vivid. All the individual tree- smells and flower- smells and grass-smells flit by like chemical notes in a great plant symphony. Sometimes the smells evoke memories so strongly that its as though the past hangs invisible in the air around me, wanting only the most casual of rumbling time machines to unlock it. A ride on a summer afternoon can border on the rapturous. The sheer volume and variety of stimuli is like a bath for my nervous system, an electrical massage for my brain, a systems check for my soul. It tears smiles out of me: a minute ago I was dour, depressed, apathetic, numb, but now, on two wheels, big, ragged, windy smiles flap against the side of my face, billowing out of me like air from a decompressing plane.
Transportation is only a secondary function. A motorcycle is a joy machine. It's a machine of wonders, a metal bird, a motorized prosthetic. It's light and dark and shiny and dirty and warm and cold lapping over each other; it's a conduit of grace, it's a catalyst for bonding the gritty and the holy. I still think of myself as a motorcycle amateur, but by now I've had a handful of bikes over half a dozen years and slept under my share of bridges. I wouldn't trade one second of either the good times or the misery. Learning to ride one of the best things I've done.
Cars lie to us and tell us we're safe, powerful, and in control. The air-conditioning fans murmur empty assurances and whisper, "Sleep, sleep." Motorcycles tell us a more useful truth: we are small and exposed, and probably moving too fast for our own good, but that's no reason not to enjoy every minute of the ride. |
Turn ons:
Drama free Ladies, grilling and hanging out with friends. |
Turn offs:
mean people and people that feel they are better then others or feel they have to prove something. If you feel that way kool, it's your world too. I'll just stay on my side of the fence, please give me the same courtesy. |
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Activities:
Riding and No Limit Holdem on the felt or on the net
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Interests:
Does this question have anything to do with a couch or the bed? Or even the backyard?
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Favorite TV Shows:
ESPN and the Speed channel if I take time to turn it on.
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Favorite Movies:
I like movies
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Favorite Quotes:
Shit or get off the pot!!! = Life is short, live it.
No need to be good just good at it;
Life is short, Break the rules, Forgive quickly, Kiss slowly, Love truly, Laugh uncontrollably, And never regret anything that made you smile.
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About Me:
Me is just crusin through life waiting to see what's around the next turn and gunna try to make the best of it.
Just a note, Going to go to slay the Dragon (Deals Gap) May 30th and returning June 1st.
I'll try to take some pics, hopefully they won't be of my bike slain by the dragon.;)
Update: If you get a chance to go and ride the Dragon at Deals Gap, do it. It's a rush and yes, I'll be going back next year around the same time.
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