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ok... first i fuck up my shoulder because of my stupidity.... that's an interesting story....
leave for work
stop at gas station
pull up to pump
put it in neutral
put down kickstand.....
bout to shut off the bike & car at the pump in front of me pulls out...
so i toss the kickstand back up
put it in gear
pull forward
toss in in neutral
go to set it down on the kickstand....
hmm.... kickstand's a little lower now.... kickstaaaaAAANNNNNDOHFUCK!!!
i shit you not... somehow i got my right leg over & onto the ground on the left side of the bike & was able absolutely muscle the thing from nailing the ground & back upright. the thing BARELY tapped the asphalt... only two SUPER WICKED PISSAH () TINY marks in the crank case cover that literally look like mini rock chips. It was like one of those superhuman strength tales of a mom who lifted up a 10 ton tractor off of her 6 month old baby.... only not as dramatic
so i fill up & get back on the road after stretching out my shoulder (no idea what happened, but she made a nice "POP" while i was momentarilly the incredible hulk (cut me some slack, i'm just shy of 5'10" & only 145 lbs soakin wet )
while i'm headin on 95 S i see a red pickup headin the other way... w/ a motorboat... no biggie... cept the boat was mounted ON TOP OF THE TRUCK like damn... how the hell did it get there? and why didn't they just buy a trailer?
so then i get to work & go to park at my usual & famous "motorcycle island" near chinatown ... pull up, park my bike, shut her down......... awww shit... every single bike except for the one that had a cover on it has a 40 dollar ticket... boooooooooooooooooo... fuckin meter maids & their "quota"... had to wait till the end of the month & make it obvious, didn't cha?
needless to say i found another spot... although if you think about it... 40 bucks is rediculously cheap for MONTHS of parking in boston