Saturday, April 28, 2007

April fading

Here we are, in the foothills of the Sierras. There are a load of motorcycle enthusiasts in the area. Today, a Saturday, returning late morning from a run to stores, the amount of riders was nearly equal to that of regular motor vehicles. I am green with envy. Beyond green. Mossy.
But, it is what it is. Uh huh. I do wonder if the kids in LA that got the bike - free! - have succeeded in repairing the critter. What a faithful machine that was to me.
Thoughts of riding back east next month fill my desire. I believe NH has no helmet law. Oh, set me free! Hate the helmet law. So, someone in a bikini and flip-flops wearing a helmet is legal here, yet a leather-clad dirt bag -- safer by so much -- NOT wearing a helmet is not? Makes absolutely no sense to me. Hey, in the rain? Yup - owie! Under 25? Please. No question, squids. First year riders? Maybe even first three.... I mean it. But then, please, cut me some slack. Ugh. Confined and dirty. Yuck. Love a buggy smile! SPLAT.
Where am I going with this? Not for a ride on any HOG soon, that's for sure. Not around these parts.
Doesn't my nephew have a bike back east? Hmmmmmm.
Pushy uncles. Again, Yuck. But but but.
All remains to be seen.
Speaking (here hear) - I have a real honest-to-goodness doctor appointment next week! Hoo-fuckin'-ray! This after numerous phone calls and being goaded by my Health Dept. doc, Nicole (a wonderful woman, thank you very much) to call yet again, using her name to get past the guardians at the gate. Nope. Yet again. Defeated.
But, we kept at it, explaining to new persons -- all women too, might I add -- just what the plight I am facing is, and the window narrowing.... Finally, a supervisor - this after being through the person I was told is the one that would expedite the whatevers.... she was my third-to-last connect before supervisorial pay dirt. The lady listened and got it. She cut through what no one else was capable of doing - seeing- rendering useful - she did it! Yay! All may be taken care of? Bills near $7000 have already arrived in this regard, more on the way.
Blood from a stone? Needless to say, they can find a way to haunt. Relax.
I will do my very best.
Onward.

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