Willie,
y-you own a rice rocket??
Break out the snow shoes in Hell boys!
Well, I gots ta have a pic or three of that. I heard a horror story last week about a Gold Wing alternator. OEM cost $600, from another vender, $140, but it still cost $1000 in labor. I'm up to re-greasing the cables, checking the drive belt and changin' da erl, but I doubt I could do an electrical system yet.
We're going for the scenery, sure, but more for the vendors. Eileen's a sucker for a sale no matter how hard it is to get there.
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Matt, Vegas is just too ... plastic for me. I'd like to see the air show fer sure and it would be interesting to see how much I remember of my golf game from twenty-five yar 'go, but I ain't ridin' eighty bazillion miles to sit in an air-conditioned room and spend money. Now, almost any other place is fine by me. I think the geographic center of our American membership is prolly somewhere in Kansas. We can go there and watch the wheat grow and ... wait ... Mike (McB) has just reminded me that he's not allowed in Kansas any more. What is that Mike ... 15 states now?
Anywho, you're always invited to Loui-Loui Land. We'll feed ya 'til ya pop.
Melting Canadians ... heh-heh.
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Dan! Come on man! Come to Sturgis wiff us! I've checked the ENTIRE route and there are absolutely, positively
NO round-abouts.
S
"He who warned, uh, the British that they weren't gonna be takin' away our arms, uh, by ringing those bells, and um, makin' sure as he's riding his horse through town to send those warning shots and bells that we were going to be sure and we were going to be free, and we were going to be armed."
- The history of Paul Revere's
midnight ride, by Sarah Palin.