Be the Adult

Who doesn't love a Harley? Me! Except when I do. For the longest time, I was an ABH (anything but Harley) rider. Most of it came down to two things: The dealer experience was always terrible I have a serious problem with cults For years, I would test ride a Harley or rent one for a day to remind myself why I can't stand them, but then I had an epiphany. In 2013 I rode a new Harley Dyna FXD at a demo day and it simply changed the game. Stripped to the bone, it was basically a motor and a seat with mid-mount controls and a rake that was considerably sportier than Harley's typically lazy front ends. I scraped the pegs in every corner and hit the limiter constantly, but it was my definition of the American motorcycle experienced distilled to its bare essence. I couldn't believe how happy that bike made me and I filed that feeling in the back of my mind as the one Harley I would consider buying. Fast forward to 2020. Covid-19 is in full swing and we're all on lockdown. L

Happy Veteran's Day, 'Murica! I've decided to use my day off as a time for reflection. You've lived through the last four years right alongside me, so there's no point in an airing of grievances or rehashing what's turned out to be an interesting four years for the human race. Instead, I offer a summary of socially-distanced porch conversations, thoughts while walking the dog, and random musings while on flights and long car trips. Note that I did not mention thoughts while riding a motorcycle or trail running, because these two items require too much mental bandwidth to safely do any deep thinking (if you're doing it the way I do).   Get Off of Social Media! Are you a grown up? Get off social media. Are you a kid? Don't start social media. Seriously, son? You want to be a YouTuber when you grow up? Sorry, buddy, but you need to work on a backup skill because when shit hits the fan, no one ever says, "We need a 4th tier media microcelebrity!" S