Posted on 05/16/2006 9:26:35 AM PDT by Uddercha0s
I saw you, Hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line. But, you didn't see me, Put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.
I saw you, Pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk. But, you didn't see me, Playing Santa at the local mall.
I saw you, Change your mind about going into the restaurant. But, you didn't see me, Attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.
I saw you, Roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by. But, you didn't see me, Driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.
I saw you, Frown at me when I smiled at your children. But, you didn't see me, When I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you, Stare at my long hair. But, you didn't see me, And my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.
I saw you, Roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves. But, you didn't see me, And my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none.
I saw you, Look in fright at my tattoos. But, you didn't see me, Cry as my children where born and have their name written over and in my heart.
I saw you, Change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But, you didn't see me, Going home to be with my family.
I saw you, Complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But, you didn't see me, When you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
I saw you, Yelling at your kids in the car. But, you didn't see me, Pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.
I saw you, Reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But, you didn't see me, Squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.
I saw you, Race down the road in the rain. But, you didn't see me, Get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.
I saw you, Run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time. But, you didn't see me, Trying to turn right.
I saw you, Cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in. But, you didn't see me, Leave the road.
I saw you, Waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there.
I saw you, Go home to your family. But, you didn't see me. Because, I died that day you cut me off.
I was just a Biker ......A person with friends and a family.
Author Unknown
yes... but marbles shattering make the evidence disappear.. a pocketful of pennies does the trick as well.
"Every assertion of fact in that last paragraph is true. Parse carefully, and don't ASS-U-ME anything."
Let's not go there....
Yes.. but I'm thinking of tossing the marbles UP not down.. I bet it would make a nice smack on the windshield and as stated, no evidence.
Everyone should evaluate and make their own decisions. You're never a wimp for doing that. Wimps are folks that attempt to force decisions on other people.
Improper motorcycling gear is the mark of a newbie squid. Avoid them on the road because they'll do something themselves to get involved in an accident.
I'll never forget the guy I saw riding in upstate New York in a pair of perforated nylon gymshorts, cotton tanktop, and bright rubber flip-flops like one would wear to the beach. As a motorcyclist for most of my life I give that guy a wide berth because I don't want to be involved with his subsequent mistakes.
~ Blue Jays ~
;-) I've been known to keep 1/2 oz fishing weights on my mirrors for easy pull off as well...
I agree with you %100 on that one.
I saw today, a guy on an Ultra, wearing no helmet, no shirt, shorts, flip flops and had a drink...
I was about 30 seconds behind an accident where a meathead biker was killed after passing about 6 cars at about 100mph and running into the side of a pickup truck crossing through an intersection. Sadly, I got to watch the passenger in the truck die. The eyewitnesses were furious over the biker's recklessness.
You're wrong.
" full tankslapper?"
I've had those, so?
haha.. I know what road rash feels like and I don't want any...
No, you are not a wimp!
Riding is an extremely personal affair and each and every one of us that swings a leg over a saddle has one thing in mind while firing up the 2 wheeler... ::: To survive our passion.
But here on FR biker threads, the discussions devolve so quickly into biker bashing, intimidating safety advice, organ donor jokes, life support jokes, and every other aspect of biker lore that it's like being a conservative on a DU thread or a troll posting at FR.
When was the last time we had a thread talking about great places to ride? Or a thread on new safety features? Tire quality? Hand grip style? Comfortable riding clothes?
Answer = never.
We're too busy apologizing for scaring the big trucks or waking the baby sleeping in the back seat or explaining our insurance coverage or wowing at the latest 240mph crotch rocket or chuckling at the new bike prices.
and did so very well. At no point did you actually accuse me of anything, which was very well done. I said to parse carefully ... I made five factual assertions, and two statements of probability. The five factual assertions are true. (1) I never made it into a high school equivalency program. This is unsurprising, as I never applied to one. I graduated High School on schedule, at age 18. (2, 3 & 4) I did indeed study the three topics mentioned, 'somewhere along the line". Having actually studied them, I might (probabilistic statement) have done so in KG ... or I might have done so at a much later time. (5) I really was a mediocre student, for the vast majority of the time I was in any sort of formal education. Looking back, it's sort of amazing that I managed to earn my Bachelor's Degree. In Physics. And I might indeed have gotten to the three topics of interest rather late ... depends on your definition of late. But I did earn my Master's Degree (Electrical Engineering) at a much older age then most people earn such a degree ... and I studied the topics in question in College (as most folks who study them do).
As I said, parse carefully.
If you go back a few posts, you'll find that truck driving is a sideline of my job. I'm an engineer. But when field test equipment needs to get out in the middle of nowhere, to be used, guess who ends up behind the wheel getting it there?
"When was the last time we had a thread talking about great places to ride? Or a thread on new safety features? Tire quality? Hand grip style? Comfortable riding clothes?
Answer = never."
And if you'd ever like to start one, I'd be more than happy to contribute.
Don't forget laughing at the folks dumping $50 - $60 of gas into their vehicles at the gas station while we put in maybe $10. So far this season, I've saved $250 in gas. :)
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