Man....I wanna come so bad I could spit..but it's like this...
Reason #1. I've been blow'in a bunch of dough on the new gear and mods the past few months and ca$h is a little tight....oh I could probably poor man it and still squeeze it out but...
Reason #2. Remember that drunk biotch that hit me in the azz while sitting at a stoplight in my truck 9 months ago?...well...thermal scan showed lotsa soft tissue damage...mri showed 3 torn discs in my lower back..a torn quadratus slumborum (muscle that connects my right hip to the spine) annnnd...a portion of my splien that is enlarged (where it almost ruptured) and myopathy?..(not sure on the spelling or term) but it means my splien is sorta floating around a bit...muscles/tendons/blood vessels stretched loose...and I couldn't ride my busa for like 3 months afterwards..he11...for the first two weeks my daughters had to help me out of the recliner...and here it is 9 months later and I can ride...but any more than 200 miles a day and I'd be crippled the next day...but I am getting better...so if I went up?...I could ride some but would hafta hang out a lot and finally?..
3. My boss had me loaded down with lotsa work and promise date customer deadlines..oh I could still pull it off but..
so?...as much as I wanna "Be There"....and reason two kinda sux cause I know even if I didn't get monster miles of riding in that I'd have the time of my life just hang'in with you folks...all current conditions seem to be biased and pointing towards...me staying home....healing, saving and working...keeerist...I suck.
On the bright side?..my lawyer just filed a real healthy request for settlement...and if it doesn't get settled?...real right like?..then she's taking it to litigation...says I'm a poster child for such cause...
a. I've never sued anybody in my life
b. I'm not a malingerer..working father of three.
c. solid proof that this drunk biotch hurt me...badly..and my quality of life suxed...6 months of 3X's a week chiro visits..work from 7:00am to 5:00pm every day then hit the chiros and not get home till 7:00-7:30pm every mon., wed. & friday of every week for 6 freaking months..that suxed..and my lower back still feels like my upper body is resting on a pallet of jello.
Once I get this cash?..my first call will be to member Dakkine (a licensed contractor) to come over and quote restoring my hurricane thrashed weather beaten home..my 2nd call will be to arrange a time to pick up my new black M109...to park alongside my busa.
Meanwhile...ya'll ride safe up there and I'll be there in spirit...and who knows...I'm wanting to go so bad I just might catch a wildhair and say fug it all anyways..I get like that sometimes.
L8R, Bill.
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