Thursday, July 7, 2011

My Sweet Ride

I used to put on my rollerblades and Jim would pull me around behind his bike, but now I have this sweet ride (please tell me I don't have to explain the Napoleon Dynamite references).  Yessiree, I love to feel the wind in my hair and the bugs in my teeth.  She's not a Vespa, but she is retro and beautiful. Come on, I know you want one.  I had a guy (on foot) chase me down the street once, kinda scary but I stopped, and he just said "ya gotta tell me where you got that!"

I love it when Harley riders give me the motorcycle brotherhood handwave.  Mostly they just chuckle.  But hey, she gets a hundred miles to the gallon!  Now if I can just figure out how to get my chicken to ride in a milk crate on the back.  Can't you see Rosie with a scarf blowing back, maybe little goggles? 


Melissa P said...

I am waiting for a picture or a sketch of the day you take Rosie for a ride. Especially if she is wearing some Harley goggles.

The Muse of The Day said...

You and I - same wave length, made from the same cells. You will see why in a few posts when I get my act together now that I am finally back home.

BTW, if you can get Rosie on there, I will make her a scarf.

You and me - I am telling you - same cells.