Sunday, July 29, 2007
AH,Acapulco, I should be somewhere like that for the rest of my life, basking in tropical beauty, far away from the troubles of the world.
Oh well that isn't happening, just a working stiff trying to earn enough to pay bills and stay out of cardboard condo's, that is until some catastrophic event forces my senior citizen butt to the street.
People say the worst part of getting old is watching your friends die. My friend Rob has severe liver issues and luckily has insurance for now to cover expenses and treatment, but the prognosis is not good for a man with an entire warehouse of motorcycle knowledge packed into a size 6.5 hat. He is doing fairly well so far, still able to ride but in quite a bit of pain. Won two awards at last weeks bike show for his bikes that he showed.
Recognition by your peers was never so important.
Nobody gets off this planet alive, not even the chimp or deadeye dick, with those two it will not be soon enough for me.
Every day is meant to be precious but somehow humanity has twisted life into a money grub fest and made us all slaves to it.
Someday the Sun will rise for all of us in a better place, I hope.