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I want to wish everyone a merry christmas and a happy new year.
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Ok, it's time to fess up! Have you guys decided what you're giving your spouse/signifcant other for Christmas?
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i had several events take place that are going to make this a long time coming, great up coming year for linda and me. we hope everyone else has a great 2009, and a very "Merry Christmas". linda and bill predock. aka. mr. & mrs. snarley bill
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In case you are a newbie to Venturerider.org and/or don't know this already...during this holiday season all ventureriders must follow these tips: 1.) Avoid carrot sticks. Anyone who puts carrots on a holiday buffet table knows nothing of the Christmas spirit. In fact, if you see carrots, leave immediately. Go next door, where they're serving rum balls. 2.) Drink as much eggnog as you can. And quickly, It's rare. You cannot find it any other time of year but now. So drink up! Who cares that it has 10,000 calories in every sip? It's not as if you're going to turn into an eggnog-alcoholic or something. It's a treat, enjoy it. Have one for me. Have two. It's later than you think. It's Christmas! 3.) If something comes with gravy, use it. That's the whole point of gravy. Gravy does not stand alone. Pour it on, make a volcano out of your mashed potatoes. Fill it with gravy, eat the volcano. Repeat. 4.) As for mashed potatoes, always ask if they're made with skim milk or whole milk. If it's skim, pass. Why bother? It's like buying a sports car with an automatic transmission. 5.) Do not have a snack before going to a party in an effort to control your eating. The whole point of going to a Christmas party is to eat other people's food for free. Lots of it. Hello? 6.) Under no circumstances should you exercise between now and New Year's. You can do that in January when you have nothing else to do. This is the time for long naps, which you'll need after circling the buffet table while carrying a 10-pound plate of food and that vat of eggnog. 7.) If you come across something really good at a buffet table, like frosted Christmas cookies in the shape and size of Santa, position yourself near them and don't budge. Have as many as you can before becoming the center of attention. They're like a beautiful pair of shoes. If you leave them behind, you're never going to see them again. 8.) Same for pies, apple, pumpkin, mincemeat. Have a slice of each. Or, if you don't like mincemeat, have two apples and one pumpkin. Always have three. When else do you get to have more than one dessert? Labor Day? 9.) Did someone mention fruitcake? Granted, it's loaded with the mandatory celebratory calories, but avoid it at all cost. I mean, have some standards. 10.) One final tip: If you don't feel terrible when you leave the party or get up from the table, you haven't been paying attention. Re-read tips; start over, but hurry, January is just around the corner. Remember this motto to live by: "Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!" Have a great holiday season
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Don't know if i will get a chance after this morning to wish you all the best Christmas Ever, so I'll do it now! To those who are blessed to be with family and friends, I hope you enjoy every moment and make some wonderful memories! To those who are going thru any difficult times, i wish you peace and a brighter new Year! To all of you , we are honored to call you all friends, whether we have met you or not ! To those of you who have been bad this year , I hope Santa sees fit to still bring you something special. We thank everyone for their support thru all the rough times we have endured this past year! It means the world to us. We are leaving this morning for Ohio !!!! Yeah!!! and no we are not taking the van, rented a car and hpefully are out of here by 10 this morning. Drop the dog off for boarding, pick up the car, load it up ( hopefully theres enough room for everything )and go.......leaving all the frustrations at home. We plan to make South Bend, IN tonight and spend the night with Dales bros. family.....then off in the morning to Ohio. I'm ready been up since 5, couldnt sleep .. Can't wait to see my new grandson and for haylie to have a family Christmas this year !! We should be home again the 30th - 31st. I cut a day or two off the trip to lower the rental costs.....made dale a little happier... MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE !
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What are your plans for the Holidays? Any out of town company? Just out of curiosity....when do you open gifts? Christmas Eve or Christmas morning? Last but not least....Wishing Everyone a Very Merry Christmas, and a Happy, Healthy, New Year.
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Sipping a beer or 2 or 3..... Trying out this new Olympus digital camera and Photo Shop And wishing everyone a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year Oh By the way its -42F
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I would like to take this time to wish everyone here at VentureRider.org a very Merry Christmas and all the best for the New Year! This is a very special group of people who go out of their way to help out other people, and who actually live life believing that you get out of life what you put into it. I would like to send to extra special Christmas wishes to Condor, Nadine and family, DKKnight, PrincessM and family, Rocket, and Jercoupe and Yamahamabev for all the friendships and support theyve shared with me in the last year. All the Best Wishes to ALL! Brian
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Merry Christmas to all here. Hope that each and everyone has the best Christmas that their situation allows. Remember the "Reason for the Season". Don and Linda
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ok, guys tell the truth..... how many of you didn't shop for your wives or girlfriends yet.. i'm on my way out the door now to finish my christmas shopping for taters...i just hate to shop..unless its for chrome.......
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As always we look back at the year that has passed and think to ourselves what if i would have done this diffrent???? what would it be like now?? to bad we cant change some of them.. i want to share one that im glad i made. Joining this club this is the first internet club that i have ever joined and stayed with i looked at face party once and myspace but im 41 not 21 and i have a passion for motorcycles (and food) so here is my story in 2005 i was deployed for the war on terrism when I came home after 16 months of.. well you can imagine. I had no wife no motorcycle (sold it before i left to leave her some extra money) and no real home to speak of so the soldier in me took over went through a diviorce and a very lonley christmas last year. this year the holidays will be diffrent though i have no one special to share them with i have made many new friends here and youwill have to believe me when i say it makes a HUGE diffrence. Im not asking for pity or sympathy i just wanted to say thank you to everyone and wish everyone a very merry and safe christmas. cant wait to ride Ron
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This worth the time to watch, If you like a Celtic flavour, very attractive women with beautiful voices. With more to see at the end. http://www.youtube.com/swf/l.swf?swf=http%3A//s.ytimg.com/yt/swf/cps-vfl70443.swf&video_id=FKrx-4Awe70&rel=1&showsearch=1&eurl=&iurl=http%3A//i3.ytimg.com/vi/FKrx-4Awe70/hqdefault.jpg&sk=MPLcXGwCnD22njZwY6_2eJVuwa9_fDASC&use_get_video_info=1&load_modules=1&fs=1%22%3E%3C/param%3E%3Cparam&hl=en Merry Christmas. Ian
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Does the carbs on a 1990 Virago 1100 have accelerator pumps? Reason I was asking is because I went to look at one last night and before the guy cranked it up, he rolled the throttle wide open several times before he tried to crank it. It cranked right up as soon as he hit the starter switch but it seems useless to roll the throttle open if it doesn't have pumps. It seemed to run out well and I bought it for a Christmas present for the wife....haven't gotten it home yet...trying to surprise the wife Christmas day
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This is the best Christmas story I have ever read. The Christmas Dolly This is an article submitted to a 1999 Louisville Sentinel contest to find out who had the wildest Christmas dinners. It won first prize. As a joke, my brother Jay used to hang a pair of panty hose over his fireplace before Christmas. He said all he wanted was for Santa to fill them. What they say about Santa checking the list twice must be true because every Christmas morning, although Jay's kids' stockings overflowed, his poor pantyhose hung sadly empty. One year I decided to make his dream come true. I put on sunglasses and went in search of an inflatable love doll. They don't sell those things at Wal-Mart. I had to go to an adult bookstore downtown. If you've never been in an X-rated store, don't go. You'll only confuse yourself. I was there an hour saying things like, 'What does this do?' 'You're kidding me!' 'Who would buy that?' Finally, I made it to the inflatable doll section. I wanted to buy a standard, uncomplicated doll that could also substitute as a passenger in my truck so I could use the car pool lane during rush hour. Finding what I wanted was difficult. 'Love Dolls' come in many different models. The top of the line, according to the side of the box, could do things I'd only seen in a book on animal husbandry. I settled for 'Lovable Louise.' She was at the bottom of the price scale. To call Louise a 'doll' took a huge leap of imagination. On Christmas Eve and with the help of an old bicycle pump, Louise came to life. My sister-in-law was in on the plan and let me in during the wee morning hours. Long after Santa had come and gone, I filled the dangling pantyhose with Louise's pliant legs and bottom. I also ate some cookies and drank what remained of a glass of milk on a nearby tray. I went home, and giggled for a couple of hours. The next morning my brother called to say that Santa had been to his house and left a present that had made him VERY happy, but had left the dog confused. She would bark, start to walk away, then come back and bark some more. We all agreed that Louise should remain in her pantyhose so the rest of the family could admire her when they came over for the traditional Christmas dinner. My grandmother noticed Louise the moment she walked in the door. 'What the hell is that?' she asked. My brother quickly explained, 'It's a doll.' 'Who would play with something like that?' Granny snapped. I kept my mouth shut. 'Where are her clothes?' Granny continued. 'Boy, that turkey sure smells nice, Gran,' Jay said, to steer her into the dining room. But Granny was relentless. 'Why doesn't she have any teeth?' Again, I could have answered, but why would I? It was Christmas and no one wanted to ride in the back of the ambulance saying, 'Hang on Granny, hang on!' My grandfather, a delightful old man with poor eyesight, sidled up to me and said, ' Hey, who's the naked gal by the fireplace?' I told him she was Jay's friend. A few minutes later I noticed Grandpa by the mantel, talking to Louise. Not just talking, but actually flirting. It was then that we realized this might be Grandpa's last Christmas at home. The dinner went well. We made the usual small talk about who had died, who was dying, and who should be killed, when suddenly Louise made a noise like my father in the bathroom in the morning. Then she lurched from the mantel, flew around the room twice, and fell in a heap in front of the sofa. The cat screamed. I passed cranberry sauce through my nose, and Grandpa ran across the room, fell to his knees, and began administering mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. My brother fell back over his chair and wet his pants. Granny threw down her napkin, stomped out of the room, and sat in the car. It was indeed a Christmas to treasure and remember. Later in my brother's garage, we conducted a thorough examination to decide the cause of Louise's collapse. We discovered that Louise had suffered from a hot ember to the back of her right thigh. Fortunately, thanks to a wonder drug called duct tape, we restored her to perfect health. I can't wait until next Christmas.
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Before things start to get busy for everyone I thought I would send out a MERRY CHRISTMAS to everyone. This will be my sons first christmas, my parants are here, my brother and his kids are comming and my father in-law will be living with us for 3 weeks. Then on the Jan 6 my son will be 1 year old and on jan 10 motorcycle show. For everyone travelling at christmas time have a safe trip and have a great time with family and friends.
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Guys, Beware if you get an email from "Ridelikeapro.com", saying that your credit card order had a problem. I just received this email, and I have not ordered from them in many moons. Someone is PHISHING for your card info. I sne them an email to let them know their site is being used to PHISH data from their customers. Whatever you do, DO NOT CLICK ON THEIR LINK AND ANSWER ANYTHING. Your credit card will be used to spend your $$ on someone elses Christmas.
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In September 1960, I woke up one morning with six hungry babies and just 75 cents in my pocket. Their father was gone. The boys ranged from three months to seven years; their sister was two. Their Dad had never been much more than a presence they feared. Whenever they heard his tires crunch on the gravel driveway they would scramble to hide under their beds. He did manage to leave $15 a week to buy groceries. Now that he had decided to leave, there would be no more beatings, but no food either. If there was a welfare system in effect in southern Indiana at that time, I certainly knew nothing about it. I scrubbed the kids until they looked brand new and then put on my best homemade dress, loaded them into the rusty old 51 Chevy and drove off to find a job. The seven of us went to every factory, store and restaurant in our small town. No luck. The kids stayed crammed into the car and tried to be quiet while I tried to convince who ever would listen that I was willing to learn or do anything. I had to have a job. Still no luck. The last place we went to, just a few miles out of town, was an old Root Beer Barrel drive-in t hat had been converted to a truck stop. It was called the Big Wheel. An old lady named Granny owned the place and she peeked out of the window from time to time at all those kids. She needed someone on the graveyard shift, 11 at night until seven in the morning. She paid 65 cents an hour, and I could start that night. I raced home and called the teenager down the street that baby-sat for people. I bargained with her to come and sleep on my sofa for a dollar a night. She could arrive with her pajamas on and the kids would already be asleep This seemed like a good arrangement to her, so we made a deal. That night when the little ones and I knelt to say our prayers, we all thanked God for finding Mommy a job. And so I started at the Big Wheel. When I got home in the mornings I woke the baby-sitter up and sent her home with one dollar of my tip money-- fully half of what I averaged every night. As the weeks went by, heating bills added a strain to my meager wage. The tires on the old Chevy had the consistency of penny balloons and began to leak. I had to fill them with air on the way to work and again every morning before I could go home. One bleak fall morning, I dragged myself to the car to go home and found four tires in the back seat. New tires! There was no note, no nothing, just those beautiful brand new tires. Had angels taken up residence in Indiana ? I wondered. I made a deal with the local service station. In exchange for his mounting the new tires, I would clean up his office. I remember it took me a lot longer to scrub his floor than it did for him to do the tires. I was now working six nights instead of five and it still wasn't enough. Christmas was coming and I knew there would be no money for toys for the kids. I found a can of red paint and started repairing and painting some old toys. Then I hid them in the basement so there would be something for Santa to deliver on Christmas morning. Clothes were a worry too. I was sewing patches on top of patches on the boys pants and soon they would be too far gone to repair. On Christmas Eve the usual customers were drinking coffee in the Big Wheel. There were the truckers, Les, Frank , and Jim , and a state trooper named Joe . A few musicians were hanging around after a gig at the Legion and were dropping nickels in the pinball machine. The regulars all just sat around and talked through the wee hours of the morning and then left to get home before the sun came up. When it was time for me to go home at seven o'clock on Christmas morning, to my amazement, my old battered Chevy was filled full to the top with boxes of all shapes and sizes. I quickly opened the driver's side door, crawled inside and kneeled in the front facing the back seat. Reaching back, I pulled off the lid of the top box. Inside was whole case of little blue jeans, sizes 2-10! I looked inside another box: It was full of shirts to go with the jeans. Then I peeked inside some of the other boxes. There was candy and nuts and bananas and bags of groceries. There was an enormous ham for baking, and canned vegetables and potatoes. There was pudding and Jell-O and cookies, pie filling and flour. There was whole bag of laundry supplies and cleaning items. And there were five toy trucks and one beautiful little doll. As I drove back through empty streets as the sun slowly rose on the most amazing Christmas Day of my life, I was sobbing with gratitude. And I will never forget the joy on the faces of my little ones that precious morning. Yes, there were angels in Indiana that long-ago December. And they all hung out at the Big Wheel truck stop..
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I had one of these on my old '96 Royal Star and was very pleased with the performance. Now, I'm thinking about putting one on my '07 venture. Baron's in having a holiday sale right now for their retail, E-Mail customers - 25% off their in-stock items. Their regular price is $289 for their Dyna units, so that would be a pretty good price. Plus, I like dealing with them. They are a good vendor! But, times are tight and I gotta watch those Christmas funds, so I'm looking for the best price I can find. Does anyone have any suggestions for a better price? I need the model D3K7-5. Thanks guys & Merry Christmas! Pete.
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tToday our motorcycle ministry had our annual Christmas Ride for Kids. We bought and delivered gifts to kids who werent going to be fortunate enough to have a good holiday. These kids eyes lite up like you wouldn't believe. There was one little boy who had just had his leg amputated several weeks ago and bringing Christmas to him was truly inspiring, and seeing him tear into the gifts brought a tear to everyones eyes. I have posted a few pics of the kids. This is what Christmas special for me.......making some kids smile. This is an article that appeared in our local Newnan newspaper, that tells a little more of the story..........we had 19 bikes with elves riding plus 3 suv's and vans with all the gifts. A motorcycle club affiliated with Community Christian Church of Sharpsburg will brighten the lives of many Coweta families this year. In past years, the motorcycle club's Christmas Elf Riders have surprised 10 or 12 needy children with toys for Christmas. This holiday season, however, the riders went above and beyond. Jenny Baker, director of Connection Ministries at Community Christian Church, was amazed by what she saw. "Not only have the riders and their families stepped up to sponsor a child or two," says Baker, "but many have gone to their employers and asked for help. Thanks to the generosity of several companies, more than $2,000 in corporate sponsorship has been donated to CCR to help with this cause." Today at 10:30 a.m., the Christmas Elf Riders will gather on their bikes in the parking lot of Community Christian Church. They will be joined by "sleighs" -- vans filled with toys and other goodies, and will head out to distribute the gifts to the community. Because of the generous corporate donations, the motorcycle Santas will also surprise families with paid utility bills and gift certificates for food, gas and groceries. A few of the neediest families will also have their rent paid for the month.
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I don't have any flashing trees or reindeer noses to send out, but I would like to wish everyone a merry CHRISTMAS!!! I'd like to thank Don for this website and all the people I've met through it during the year! Take Care and God bless us in 2009! Ken & Jackie Wasielak
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A Christmas Story for people having a bad day: When four of Santa's elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the Pre-Christmas pressure. Then Mrs Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more. When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, Heaven knows where. Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered. Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drank all the cider and hidden the liquor. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw off the end of the broom. Just then the doorbell rang, and irritated Santa marched to the door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said very cheerfully, 'Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?' And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.
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Check out this website, ya'll! http://www.LetsSayThanks.com and pick out and send a card to someone who is not home for Christmas. Brandy
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I remember when I was a kid helping put up Christmas lights. It usually just involved stringing lights around the front porch and a small pine outside the bedroom window. Back in those days the light bulbs were much bigger and almost every house was decorated. One poor guy spents months just installing his but hundreds of people would come out after dark to see them.They were always a big hit with the ladies and children. I remember going to the woods and chopping a white pine for the house. I brought in a few that would make Charlie Brown proud. Not to degrade or forget the true meaning of Christmas but these traditions sure were alot of fun and still are. Not many folk do it anymore like they use to. Which brings me to my next point. Remember that 250 ft section of rail fence I installed at the camp last March. Well guess what MaMamo is doing to it. I should not have put an electrical outlet on that new utility pole in the front yard. I have had no more trouble out of the Rose Thief. Do people steal Christmas lights?If so MaMamo will be @^!#.
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I had to post and boast about the Volusiariders. I KNOW how generous our own group is and always will be, and I have the honor of saying that my other little family, in 2 days, provided enough funding to allow a Volusia payoff for a gentleman of ours that has been stricken with severe back pain and unable to work, going thru a couple of surgeries to correct the problems. He had his bike up for sale, but now he can keep it and we will be providing funding for medical bills as well. His bike was very special as his wife bought it for him for Christmas. When I think of all the poker runs, toy runs, memorial and educational runs we participate in, beyond our own private fundraisers...I think we should be able to hold our heads proudly and take our bike stuff off for taxes. I love us! Brandy
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I finally took the leap and ordered a Hannigan kit. I drop the bike off at the factory in Murray the week before Christmas and pick it up the day after Christmas.
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