Weird Dream Last Night

We were in a little camper in Columbus. At some point there were at least 35 people hanging out; too much over the load. I had steroids for some reason and let a guy tie up his arm to inject.

Then the truck became unlatched and the little trailer, with only my mom and me, rolled down this huge cliff and landed in the center of I-71. We survived, only because it was in slow motion, and then somebody brought a truck and picked us up.

It kept on getting stranger after that. We were at a state park. My dad and I had enough time to buy a beer, but the snack bar closed and we couldn't get any food.

That's about the time I woke up.

Dreams are really fucked up. But, do you know what? I saw my mom for the first time in a long time. And, that's why I wanted to write this. I miss you mom; I love you so much!

Blocked For The Reggae Run

Here's a bunch of my "tard" friends at the Reggae Run Saturday.

I adore all of these people! (Thanks Laurie, I stole your photo.)

Led My First Ride Tonight

I didn't like leading. It's too lonely at the front, plus my rear light wasn't working.

The fun thing was meeting up north in Springdale and about 15 people showed up, including Nick, Sara and Lilly. While Lilly was sitting on my scoot, she made motorcycle sounds.

Finally got my light working at the Comet, but I need to buy more fuses tomorrow.