Boy, now THAT title sound goofy for someone like me!
So you avid lurkers here you would know what I mean.. I hate drippy words like that…. sounds like the beginning of some poem my librarian Mom had me read….. so let me redeem my manhood and explain:
Along with seeing club friends, breaking bread with folks I don’t get to see very often I came away from the rally with something very important to me…. boy, now I hope I’ve got your attention!
Yes, it’s a heavy load carrying what a card carrying, born in Jax. Fl. southern “no I won’t back down” red neck has to carry. I guess from all those “Spagetti Westerns” some gene of “cross me & I’ll hand you your head” I think is stuck in all of us gator lovin rebates. And for someone who knew where he was when the word got out that Lynard Skynard’s plane crashed… to feel mistreated, if no one died I need to not feel it my duty to right the wrong and just let it go. Just cause I’m proud of things I do and feel it when I’m wronged … heck in some sections of Black Hammock Island them are still fightn words… and I know where that place is….. still I just need to let things go. I try to make too many people happy and give them what they want and then when I find what cost there is to do that get upset no one recognized the effort. Wow… how bout THAT for a biggie from a Bible belt, blue law kid!
So as if that wasn’t enough sitting there watching that all unfold.. Janie rewarded me with the desire to take the side car bike for a ride on the Volusia loop You could say I enjoyed myself 
And doing all of that driving “The diesel” was… well nothing but epic 
So now you’re thinking … that Rat B….., why is he taunting me! Sorry, that’s not the intent, I’m saying well let me say this one and explain.. “Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer”. Oooooo now we all equate that as rude but wait…. if you do that … keeping everyone close that those that don’t understand you just can’t be your enemy if they just got to know you and those that you feel did you wrong, don’t let it be a further loss… make it all just go away and move on. I can still keep my southern heritage and not have to bring out guns and hate just kills.
So yeah, this weekend was important to me… Yes, your eyes will squint when you look into the sun…. hurry take the picture…
I want to be a proud of my relations with everyone as my upholster is of his work… no matter what color it is (that’s the new seats for the Pickle) 
and everything is interesting in it’s own way.. 
You don’t have to be short to love one of those 
I’m off now to the machinest and to pick up our next run of outside visors ….. Talk to ya later… 
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