Sunday, 13 March 2005

I've spent part of the last couple days walking around marinas on the Columbia River here in Oregon looking at boats - boats in slips, boats on the water, boats for sale. I even stopped by a boat dealer in Beaverton yesterday and got accosted by the Boat Salesman. Just like the car salesmen...

I have boat fever recently. Want boat - Must resist. But then again, the more I look, the more it makes sense. It would be a great way to get out and have fun on the weekends.

Good thing I have to work the next five days. I need the separation.

On the other hand, I've almost decided it's time for me to graduate out of the motorcycle period of my life. My back, which is almost certainly going to require more surgery, is keeping me from riding it in this freaking beautiful weather, and the loan payment plus insurance is money that I could be using more effectively, since the motorcycle is just sitting there. It used to be my weekend fun, but that was a while ago.

I really should sell it. But I love riding that bike. I just wish I could ride it without killing my back.

Boats or bikes or none of the above?

Ahhh, decisions...

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Sunday, 13 March 2005 22:52:18 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00)
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Thursday, 17 March 2005 16:50:08 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00)
I can't believe no one's commented on this yet. Then again, we sold the bike to get the big-ass honkin' truck and never looked back. Although Charlie now takes some of his Officers' personal bikes out for rides when he's sick of paperwork. What are they going to do, say no to the boss when he says, "Hand me your helmet and keys?"
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