chirp. chirp.
i think we're the only one's who care about the MC stuff.
I had hoped dropping the coloquialism "frog choker" would at least elicit something...
How can we have an audiance that is so ambivilent to our most beloved form of adventuring?
The Mrs. and I had the 'why can't I have a motorcycle' debate again this weekend. The matter is tabled for now...I've strategically decided to wait until after my Sig 556 comes in to bring it matter back to the floor.
[Despite my adversion to fru-fru; I'm leaning towards putting a verticle foregrip and EO Tech holosight on it. But that's another discussion.]
I'm basically looking for a starter bike. Something small to cut my teeth on. Something old. Something I can work and learn on.
Growing up, I remember my dad had an early 70's Honda (CB 450?). It was metallic baby sh-- green with chrome fenders. He used to do laps around the yard with me sitting on the handle bar. I was probably six or seven when he got rid of it.
Something similar might satsify my nostalgia and give me a hedge against 'inevitable' $15/gal gasoline.
Any thoughts?
Yes many...
1) Never Never ask your wife's permission to do or buy anything. Ever. At best... inform her of your plans. Some would even advize against that.
2) Holosites are not fru fru... they are for intimidation. Foregrips also increase the terror factor when liberals are exposed to the weapon... making them desirable.
3) Find a bike that stirs some emotional reaction in you... something that makes you think... damn I have to ride that.
1a) Informing a wife of your plans is tantamount to asking her to interfere with them. Just find it, buy it, bring it home. Be surprised and offended if she attempts to initiate any fuss. Only include her in motorcycling activity when she starts to act right.
3a) within reason for a starter bike. We don't want any roadkill Pocus.
"Find a bike that stirs some emotional reaction in you... something that makes you think... damn I have to ride that."
As lame as it sounds, Dad's old Honda would be about my speed. I don't go in for 'adventures' (nasty, wet, cold things...make you late for dinner and might get you decapitated).
No, I want to ride the 7.5 miles between work and home on sunny days...maybe stop at the hippy bakery for coffee and a muffin on the way in. I want to save gas. I want something I can work on myself. I want transportation that's uneffected by electromagnetic pulse.
And yeah, I've considered the nuclear cowboy option ("It ain't your f-in' decision, woman"). I dunno...it doesn't come natural to me. I was saving that one for something life-or-death.
I've yet to come up with a response to "you're gonna get yourself killed" that's better than "yeah? Well...better fast than slow".
Sorry I didn't answer the phone for you to take a look at that radar for you!
...my bad.
Darlin' Joy
I've yet to come up with a response to "you're gonna get yourself killed" that's better than "yeah? Well...better fast than slow".
PORCUS | 05.27.08 - 12:16 pm
Upgrade your life insurance and respond this way, "And then you'll be rich!"
And yeah, I've considered the nuclear cowboy option ("It ain't your f-in' decision, woman"). I dunno...it doesn't come natural to me. I was saving that one for something life-or-death.
Dude,
you've just been living wrong. No reason to be combative about it. Just approach it from the stance that buying a bike isn't something you would ask her approval of anymore than you would ask her to approval to take a shit on your own. She's out of line for butting into her man's business.
There is something inherently pitiful about a man approaching a woman, hat in hand, to seek permission, approval, or even acquiescence for something he would otherwise do without a second thought.
There is something inherently pitiful about a man approaching a woman, hat in hand, to seek permission, approval, or even acquiescence for something he would otherwise do without a second thought.
That needs to be put on a plaque somewheres.
Seems too many don't have their head right where that's concerned...
Other than Nate's spelling, you guys are far too articulate to be run of the mill rednecks.
Bear in mind, I consider 'redneck' to be an antonym for metrosexual and therefore a compliment. No offense to any of the well manicured among us, if any.
Here's the trouble with the older 450s... they can't get out of their own way.
Believe it or not, the throttle is the most effective saftey device on a motorcycle.
I'm not saying you can't buy one for commuting. I commuted on a cm400 for quite a while.
I would suggest ya take a hard look at the Ninja 500s... older ones were called EX500s.
Simple..classic motorcycles... bulletproof... proven mechanicly. Handle great... great milage... Throw some bags on it and you have a world class commuter.
As for the nuclear option... The trouble is... your assuming your wife wants you to be a nice guy.
She doesn't.
Be a man about it... and by that... I mean save the money pay cash. Your bike shouldn't affect the budget. It simple has nothing to do with her.
When she says, "you're going to get yourself killed" look at her like you would look at a 8 year old girl that was throwing a temper fit over a barbie... the message will be recieved.
and she'll like you more.
Dammit. Ya'll are right, of course.
I was brought up to put women on a pedestal and I hate seeing Mrs. PORCUS upset. But if this thing is gonna to happen; "there will be blood" - or at least tears and bitchin'.
Find the right bike and just show up with it. It's just crazy enough to work.
PORCUS, you might take the Motorcycle Safety Foundation course or something similar. Some insurance companies give you a discount and it shows you're using your head instead of just buying a deadly toy. Might put the Mrs.' mind at ease a bit.
That said, I'm with JAC. At work I say "it's easier to ask forgiveness than permission". Were I married, I'd have to say "I don't ever ask for permission and only forgiveness when I screw up in my duties as husband."
I can't see how motorcycles qualify as screwing up so long as the life insurance is paid up.
Porcus...
its not a matter of mistreating her or upsetting her.
Her opinion on your chosen mode of transportation to and from work should be as relevant as her opinon on the direction you choose to wipe your ass.
If she has legitimate questions about motorcycle safety... show her the gear you've bought and explain how it works.
AND YOU WILL BUY GOOD GEAR.
Full face helmet... armoured jacket... motorcycle boots... preferably armoured pants to.
It can all be worn over your dorky khakis and "collard" shirt.
ATGAT Porcus.
All The Gear All The Time.
No offense to any of the well manicured among us, if any.
What's a 'manny-cure'? Is that like a cure for whatever brain-eating disease Manny Ramirez has?
My wife gets pedi cures sometimes... but I have no idea what one actually is. Best I can tell its like a bank... she always gives them money... but comes home empty handed.
Other than Nate's spelling, you guys are far too articulate to be run of the mill rednecks.
Giraffe | Homepage | 05.27.08 - 2:40 pm | Bear in mind, I consider 'redneck' to be an antonym for metrosexual and therefore a compliment. No offense to any of the well manicured among us, if any.
Giraffe | Homepage | 05.27.08 - 2:43 pm |
That's funny right there, I don't care who you are.
Wait... so girrafe is saying we're to articulate to not be metrosexuals???
"What's a 'manny-cure'?"
Dude, I saw a guy from my office in the nail place at the mall with his shoes off getting his toenails buffed by an asian gal wearing a dust mask. He swears its 'normal' and accepted practice for the modern male.
Say what you will about my wife-training skills...my toenails have never seen anything more refined than the scissors on my Leatherman.
"He swears its 'normal' and accepted practice for the modern male."
Its bloody faggotry is what it is!
Tell him the guys you hang out with would kick your ass if you did such a thing.
Because we would.
Bear in mind, I consider 'redneck' to be an antonym for metrosexual and therefore a compliment. No offense to any of the well manicured among us, if any.
Giraffe, you are way too worried about offending somebody.
Nate, I thought "frog choker" was a great idiom, just didn't take time to say so.
It's called a frog strangler where I come from.
Pedicures for men... what the hell.
Does the homo get his toenails painted too?
MM, I've seen pseudo-men with carefully trimmed fingernails and clear nail polish. It's only a matter of time before their nails are indistinguishable from women's.
They need some of what I call "testosterone poisoning".
More sunshine. I think I read sunshine excites testosterone production in men as it does estrogen for the wemmins.
Wow, I never heard that before. Yet another reason why farm boys are such hunks.
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