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I was woke up this morning by the leading report on Good Morning America about the record rainfall, snow melt runoff and record flooding in your area that's going on. I immediately thought of you and our other members up in the NorthWest corner of the country. Please respond if you can and let us know if your safe and out of harms way. Or if not what I or others of us can do to assist you if your in trouble. Until I know I'll just pray that you and your family are Ok and out harms way. As I'm sure others will be doing that are reading this post.
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This may sound stupid, but I'll try my best to keep from it. When I had my V-Star I had a small radio that I carried in my jacket pocket on Saturday mornings to listen to NPR. I am addicted to the Saturday morning NPR shows, and Saturday morning is when I do a lot of my riding. Anyway, I must have left it in the windshield pouch when I sold the V-Star, because I can't find it. I thought "no biggie" I'll go to Radio Shack and get another (I bought the old one at a garage sale) well all I can find are Ipods. Ipods are fine for music, but that's not what I used it for. I also used the radio while working in the yard. I guess I should clarify the fact that I have an RSTD. The bike that's kinda like a Venture except without a radio . Anyone know where I can find one?
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Just wondering how many rode today? 19 deg. f. this morning, 38 this evening. Another great day on the bike. Chuckles:banana:
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A panoramic view of our place Christmas morning 2008 (created with 7 individual pics) http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp16/SilvrT/ChristmasMorningPanoramic.jpg Now, as soon as I get all that snow shovelled off the driveway, out comes the scoot as we'll be heading out for a wonderful day ride.... (in our dreams!)
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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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This came in this morning via Email, and it's really interesting. http://articles.mercola.com/sites/articles/archive/2008/12/18/regenerative-medicine-spare-body-parts-for-you-very-soon.aspx
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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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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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well i couldn't beleave my ears this morning, so had to come back to the house to get hazel to stick her head out the door, but she thought she had heard the same, this morning with the wind chil was sitting at - 43.6, fired the dodge up to feed the elk, and thought i had heard geese, while we had a low clouds and couldn't spot them, then while out in the bull pasture setting snares, i had heard them again, and this time had spotted them, so you fellows in montana, and south look out, these birds weren't waisting any time gawking at the scenery.
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perfect morning for my wing shake down cruise. temperature made it up to 31, no snow, cloudy so there should'nt be any black ice, i'm out of here as soon as it starts to lighten up. hardees here i come. just got to decide which city i want to eat in. might ride to montgomery city and see if wtho is up. :cool10:
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Illinois Gov. Rod Blagojevich was taken into Federal custody Tuesday morning at his Northwest Side home http://abclocal.go.com/wls/story?section=news/politics&id=6545958
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- 37 C or - 37.6 F this morning Burrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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global warming. It was 16 degrees when I got up this morning. Before global warming we never had weather like this until January.
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I was wanting to attach a picture to a post but am unable to figure it out this morning. Anyone help me out here?
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we had our first snowfall last night, ground's white, and it's still coming down. Even my Virago looked depressed this morning. It's gonna be a lonnnnnnnnng winter!
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okay folks, not much has been happening on our committee, but here is what we have to date. cindy will be opening the registration in the very near future. we have gotten most of the rally costs together. the dinner will be on thursday night, and as of now will be the hub restaurants ultimate prime rib and fried chicken, and all the trimmings. randall who owns the hub says it is the worlds best. if you plan on bringing kids , we have that covered with a special price for 12 years and under. registration fee will cover the final meal in the hall, a t-shirt with a neat logo by freebird, a matching patch, a really neat name button so every one knows who you are. we will have a slight discount for couples registering. there will be a vendor area inside the airconditioned hall, so if you want to contribute something there like having something you want to vend contact me or danob11, who is in charge of vendors. since the hub has a really nice restaurant on site we are going to have a breakfast buffet every morning which will be pay when you eat. since i like my coffee at 5 in the morning. i am going to see that the early risers are covered, if i have to make it myself. i'm sure i can pressure the hub to do that for us guys. still busting our butts to make this the best meet of all. not trying to out do anyone but just want to have every one to have a good time and no complaints. if i forgot anything i hope the rest of the committee will chime in and let everyone know. bill to the 2009 international rally :clap2:
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i'm kind of new here, just joined this morning. thought i would introduce myself. i'm snarley bill :clap2:
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I just wanted to put this up incase anyone wanted to tag along. Lonna and I will be leaving my work in Pontiac at 11am on Friday morning. We will do a HARD 500 mile ride and make it down to Bowling Green KY. to spend the night. We will then leave there early Saturday Morning where we will catch up with Ebat somewhere around Nashville TN. and head towards Memphis and the meet up with Lewis and the crew at the Flying J. Unbfortunately this wont be as relaxing as I would like it to be and will be all super slab to make time. If anyone wants to hook up along the way give me a shout and we'll see what we can make of it....I'm pretty excited about getting there
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looks like i may have to wear something warm to memphis. going to be 38 degrees here in st. louis when i leave saturday morning. we may have some areas of frost. last call for someone to ride along. bill
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Here I am!! Up at 4:30 in the **** morning!! 1st Dayshift in years. Going to be interesting!! I want my BED!!!
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We had another motorcycle/car crash yesterday morning. A 37 year old man was killed when a 17 year old girl pulled out in front of him on a 4-lane highway. It was a bit foggy, but evidently the girl did not look good enough to pull out. I rode in to work yesterday morning at about that same time and was irritated by the number of cars without any headlights on, but I am pretty sure he had his on. RandyA
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Does anyone have the numbers to the upper and lower bearings and races for the triple tree. I want to minimize down time and reduce costs a bit. After my little shake and bake, I won't feel comfortable until I replace them. Oh, Mavrik:stickpoke: - about that keeping 1st Gens out front so you wouldn't run away from them. Masterguns said to remind you that my death wobble hit at 110mph in 4th gear. And you know my speedo is right on because we checked it against your GPS that morning several times. I think the wobble got triggered by cutting across the air wake from the front of the semi. I remember a slight gust as I replay the bronco ride. THat and a groove or tar snake would have started it. Weird but un-nerving. JB -
Yeah.. OK so this morning was interesting riding into work with the extra tall/wide Clearview on the bike.. Don't get me wrong, it's an awesome windscreen, nice and tall, takes the wind off your face, cuts down on the buffetting and clear to view through and all.. cleans nice etc However, around here in the Maritimes we're into the weird fall weather patterns already, cold at night, hot during the day, humid as heck dawn and dusk etc.. Got out to the bike this morning and it was coated with dew which isn't a big deal.. I didn't put a cover on the bike last night.. no worries.. but when I cleaned off the windscreen it wouldn't stay 'clear'.. it would fog up right away.. ergh.. what the heck.. OK.. So I left it for a few minutes to dry off but the cold dampness in the air (clear skies, beautiful sunrise mind you) would simply wet the windshield again.. Now that's not the worse part.. Once I got it clear I was able to ride out to work but half way there, in a turn I hit a cold patch and zoom, the windshield fogged up quickly and I had no visibility at all!! I can't see over the top of the dang thing.. The only thing that saved me on this twisty road is 15 years of daily familiarity with this road and being able to see around the windshield at the curve coming up (rocky shoulders with no where to pull over).. I shudder to think if it happened with the sun in my face.. wow.. Ever go riding down the highway, especially after dusk and see your mirrors fog up? basically this is what happened this morning.. And it cleared up rather quickly after I went through that cold damp patch on the road. I'm thinking I'm not a happy camper looking through carbonates anymore.. time for some trimming or a new windshield yet again until I find something safe!! RainX on the screen, vent open or closed didn't make a difference.. -
I took off from Chicago this morning at 10:30am and drove straight through to Knoxville, Tn. What a beautiful day, and beautiful ride!!! :cool10: Boy, did I have a nice day!! Tomorrow morning I will be rideing the dragon for my first time. I have heard so much about it! I can't wait!!! I think I will ride on down to Vogel, too, just to see that area as well. If any of you are going to be around the area, I would enjoy shareing a cup, or lunch, or a ride just to meet some more of the "Family" If not, well, I am going to have another awesome day anyway.
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