And Now for Something Completely Different . . .

August 14, 2002

Hanging out by myself here in Bismarck has gotten me down. Last week was particularly bad. The entire week, I lounged in my filthy apartment being zombified by my television. By week's end, I had had enough.

I spent hours picking up the newspapers, dirty laundry, dishes, and magazines. Normally, I'm not a slob. But this week, I just didn't really care.

The monotony of my "real world" was getting to me. The urge to break free was so great that had I been offered the opportunity to parachute from a plane or go bungee jumping, I probably would have.

Instead, I took a motorcycle safety course (that's me... always playing it safe). Prior to the weekend, I'd never ridden a motorcycle. Having spent so much time on a bike that weights 17 lbs, a 350 lb bike was quite a change. The class was great. I couldn't get enough.

All that riding put me in a shopping mood. I've got my permit, now all I need is a bike. But I hesitate in buying one. Would I ride it enough to make it worthwhile? Would I kill myself? Will it fit in my garage?

I have no idea if I'll actually get a bike, but it's fun to look. I'd like to see a Honda Nighthawk or Nighthawk 750, but nobody has them in stock.

On a different topic....

Congrats to my friend Melanie. She has recieved her teaching degree and now has a job. She's got her own classroom with SIX students in small-town North Dakota. I hope she enjoys it.