I Love My Bike
July, 2004
It has been a few years since I've been able to ride my bike. I have it up
by the dump site so people won't try to steal it. I go up and sit on it from
time to time, put on the old helmet and do the "Uddin,,,Uddin" sounds.
Gosh, it feels good! I found out that my nephew, David, (that's him above,
the smiling and handsome guy with his pride and joy) had started a new
business having to do with motorcycles. I thought, this is a chance for me to
get the old bike fixed up and tuned up, ready to take to the high road again.
I sent him these pictures of it, but he has not gotten back to me and he won't
take my phone calls. I guess he is sore about the election, me not voting
for his man, His Majesty, George W.. I'm sure he is able to see the
potential in my bike that I like to call, the Woman Catcher! Look at these
pictures and see if you don't agree that my bike just needs a little work.