Life Out Here

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Friday, August 04, 2006

Motorcycle class

Holy crap, where to begin?
There's 12 people in the class. Katie and I are the only 2 people who do not have a bike and have no idea how to ride. So we were very obviously singled out. There are 2 young girls in the class who are loud, flirty and obnoxious, which doesn't help. The instructor can apparently ride a motorcycle, but has no idea how to teach a class. And he couldn't figure out how to spell "chassis" or pronounce "intermittent". I have no patience for that kind of stuff.

Katie was extremely ticked off after the class and emailed me later to suggest a Remedial Motorcycle Class for Retards tonight in a parking lot so we can avoid maybe being a spectacle tomorrow out on the range. Her boy, Jesse, and my boy will bring their motorcycles and we'll get a little one on one instruction. And then we'll go have some margaritas somewhere and forget everything we learned.

We have to be at the motorcycle range at 7:15am tomorrow morning.
And it's 45 minutes away.

'Nuff said.


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