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I was not allowed on a motorcycle, 18+ or not. Of course now, there's not really all that much my parents could do about it if I desired to, but I don't see it happening other than maybe just to see if the opportunity comes up to do a circle in a parking lot or acreage or something. No desire on a road with a bunch of drivers!
 
The weather is lovely in Washington, DC. I had to buy some sun screen as forgot it at home.

It has been a good couple of days. Going t take it easy tomorrow.


Ps. The hotel doen't look directly at Whitehouse, or a least our windows don't , but it is on Pennsylvania and 14th, so within a block of the grounds which makes for great access to tourist destinations
 
Crash helmets aren't a total preventive for motor bike head injuries. Sometimes they help though. My cousin died despite his helmet. My son received a devastating brain injury despite his helmet.
 
KayTheCurler said:
Crash helmets aren't a total preventive for motor bike head injuries. Sometimes they help though. My cousin died despite his helmet. My son received a devastating brain injury despite his helmet.
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Yes, a young friend had a devastating lower back injury that they declared would deny walking. He had repair of vertebrae by stem cell cultures ... grew new bones and now walks ... but has no feeling in lower legs or feet and extensive pain if not for drugs that kill the pain in his lower ends ...

An awful consequence for a little rush! yet do we support rush, tear and instants ... instances?
 
I am feeling a wee bit frustrated by being told something and now having layers of secrecy imposed on the topic. It is a secret that is bound to explode with no winners. I cannot tell the person that I am traveling with. Oh, how I despise this crap. Will deal with it when I get home
 
My sister has been riding motorcycles since she was in her early 20s (she didn't get a car license until she was in her 30s, and used the bike as primary transportation in downtown Toronto for a decade). In her 50s now, she has a big BMW now, and goes on lots of road trips with it. She also teaches motorcycle training. She has never had an accident on the bike (and may only have even dropped a bike once or twice), although she's rolled her guy's truck at least once.

I love bikes, and have spent many happy hours riding on the back of one. However, I think I used up all of my motorcycle luck points as a teenager, when we used to fly around the back roads, helmetless, stoned out of our minds on hash...

Hugs, Pinga. Aren't people just awful, sometimes?
 
BetteTheRed said:
My sister has been riding bikes since she was in her early 20s (she didn't get a car license until she was in her 30s, and used the bike as primary transportation in downtown Toronto for a decade). She has a big BMW now, and goes on lots of road trips with it. She also teaches motorcycle training. She has never had an accident on the bike (and may only have even dropped a bike once or twice), although she's rolled her guy's truck at least once.

I love bikes, and have spent many happy hours riding on the back of one. However, I think I used up all of my motorcycle luck points as a teenager, when we used to fly around the back roads, helmetless, stoned out of our minds on hash...
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Was there a reason why she waited so long to begin riding bikes? I learned to ride a bike when I was 7.
 
Pinga said:
I am feeling a wee bit frustrated by being told something and now having layers of secrecy imposed on the topic. It is a secret that is bound to explode with no winners. I cannot tell the person that I am traveling with. Oh, how I despise this crap. Will deal with it when I get home
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Where's the "that sucks" button??
Secrets are crappy IMO - unless they're happy things like about gifts etc. - but your situation surely doesn't sound like its of that nature. When somebody starts out with ... "you can't tell anybody this..." I usually ask them to not tell me - I don't want to be in that position. But of course sometimes the "don't tell" comes at the end of the disclosure ... that just sucks. Hope it doesn't get too messy pinga.
 
I know of bottom lines that I would not express plainly in public either ... but something's can be got off the chest as jests of oddity ... satyr as a call by devilish comprehension that the more rigid in nature would take to well ...

Why god allowed;
Poetry
Po etics
Pore Ethics and all that crap that few understand ... as not moral! They are opposed rules ... and something that should be danced about ... like aD onus ...

The onus is on you to find ID ... sometimes just a' ditty!
 
Career crossroads. Continue working for a contractor, or take the offer of an older engineer and work for him for a few years, and slowly buy out his company?

Nothing in stone yet. I have to talk to a lawyer and figure out how we're going to structure this if we do it, but there is a good chance it will happen. I'd be in charge of me, and I'm a terrible employee, so I'd have to give myself stern talks to keep me in line. I'd hate to fire me.
 
The inevitable enigma ... can a person work for their own ass? Better cover that case ... there could be an inherent message. Research inherent ... I found at least 300 metaphors ... almost infinite treads of thought to cover the situation ... a fabric or magi carpet?
 
As for the family, a new boy the same age as our daughter moved into the neighbourhood this past September. He was very badly behaved in class and my daughter complained about him to us at home. We generally told her not to try to be the teacher and let the teacher handle the kid. As it turns out, she decided to ask him why he acted out all the time. He told her that he was just trying to make friends, and that he was recently adopted. So my daughter has been trying to help him make friends for the past few months. He has made two more friends in that time. All I knew before this weekend was that he was improving, and he was no longer a bother. But after yesterday's neighbourhood cleanup day, he came over for a play date. He was very well behaved. I got to talk to the parents during the cleanup, and they are over the moon about the changes since the beginning of the school year. They can not say enough good things about our daughter. She is his first friend since they got him, and this was his first play date. Talking to them, it's obvious that while this kid didn't win the initial parent lottery, he completely won the adoption lottery. They are terrific people, they are doing a terrific job with him, and I told them that.

Talking to my daughter later yesterday, she recognized that both she and the boy had been through traumatic experiences, and set about to help him. He still gets teased and bullied, but you-know-who is looking out for him, aware that he has to learn to stick up for himself. I could not be more proud. I told her that when she turns 16 and irrationally thinks she deserves her own car, to bring this moment up and it might just work.
 
Setting a quiet spot up in the corner, with comfie couches, tea, some fresh grapes, and fresh fruit from around the world.
There are cozy cushions, and prayer shawls.
@Seeler , @Carolla have both lost family members to cancer recently. Though ages and circumstances are different, we know how much they cared for them and their families.
Hopefully this is a gentle place for them to rest a bit.
 
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