R. and khubli
picked up some pocket bikes
last Thursday, and we spent Saturday afternoon riding around the parking lot at R's place. They almost have me convinced that I should buy one, but I figure I should probably start playing with my other, twelve-year-old, two-year-owned, more-expensive toy which I haven't really touched for over a year
before I outlay any cash on something which R. himself predicts will only last a month (before we utterly destroy them).
Yesterday, R. installed the battery and air filter that I picked up for the Bandit and cranked it up. We took a short, stall-filled ride over to Buddy's to put some air in the tires. It was a bit nerve-wracking... Up until yesterday, I'd only ever taken rides in parking lots. The bike is considerably more forgiving than T's Seca, which had a twitchy clutch that I couldn't really get used to after learning on khubli
I figure instead of outlaying the money for the tempting pocket bike, I'll spend that on the motorcycle safety course that I should have taken when I was unemployed. I think it used to be about fifty dollars, but khubli
tells me it now costs about the price of the pocket bike... *grumble*
Seen on a t-shirt a few weeks ago: I'm like a superhero with no powers and motivation.
And a meme from katemonkey
: Invent a memory of me and post it in the comments. It can be anything you want, so long as it's something that's never happened. Then, of course, post this to your journal and see what people would like to remember of you, only the universe failed to cooperate in making it happen so they had to make it up instead.