OK, that was one of the tamer versions. Today, we went by a store, and I just knew it was my kinda place...
No, they were talking about little fuzzy baby chicks. I thought Izzy might like to have one to play with... umm... "No!"
Since we had some Irish food yesterday to celebrate my heritage, I suggested some German food today, to celebrate Joan's heritage. Apparently, not what she had in mind...
A 40 mile round-trip to visit the Schnitz. There used to be one closer, but it went out of business. Seriously, how can a Wienerschnitzel go out of business?? On the scooters, it was about $2 worth of fuel... yeah, for the both of them combined. Speaking of which, on fueling up today, I got 100 mpg again, Joan was at 109 mpg. I did take our daughter for a short ride yesterday, so there was a bit of two-up on mine. The bike handled the two of us just fine, too.
Live to ride, ride to eat. It's more than a saying, it's a way of life. OK, one more cliche': if I have to explain, you wouldn't understand. ;-)
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