Good morning

Glad all went well.  The answer is you don't.  After you finally fall asleep they come and wake you up.  Eating is a problem too.  Last time in the hospital I lost over 10 pounds!  from what I hear from a friend, the food is better at Rikers.

Morning. Too cold.

Snowblower told me to make the beast with two backs right off so we hand shoveled the last mess. Road was so shitty we couldn't get out.

Time for something AWD.

Had a huge work party last night. Why do we need acrobats at the party? Bizarre.

I've found it's impossible to find an architect that will work on a small project, so, that's been fun.

Quote from: LMT on Today at 03:52:29 AMYou don't. And what are you doing in the hospital?  edit -  I went back and see that I missed your post. Hope the procedure went well.

Well... I made it. Doctor said it went well. Hopefully I get out today with all hospital property left behind.

You don't. And what are you doing in the hospital?  edit -  I went back and see that I missed your post. Hope the procedure went well.

Quote from: ducpainter on Today at 01:37:28 AMmorning

How the make the beast with two backs does anyone sleep in a hospital?

morning

How the make the beast with two backs does anyone sleep in a hospital?

morning

No pictures but then not much for the riding season except for bad weather, a really horrible vacation experience- thanks expedia for those cancelled flights! I wound up swapping the engine out on my Streetfighter and I picked up a 2016 Monster 821. This year should be better so I'll be working on a way to post pictures from some of my rides.

Good afternoon.

Annual HOA meeting today.  Still a shitshow.  Apparently we had a couple water intrusion events, both due to the recent cold, one of which is related to the ongoing building defect issues.  Otherwise, a useless meeting, as usual.

I'm going to head out to see what kind of protests are happening today.

Little Johnny wanted $100 for a new bike and prayed for two weeks, but nothing happened.

Then he decided to write God a letter asking for the money. When the local postmaster saw the letter addressed to "God, USA," he decided to send it to the President of the United States.

The President was so impressed, touched, and amused that he instructed his secretary to send the little boy a $5 bill.

Little Johnny was delighted with the $5 and wrote a thank-you note to God. It read: "Dear God, thank you for sending the money. However, I noticed that for some reason you had to send it through Washington, D.C. As usual, those crooks deducted $95."

I'm pretty pleased. The alternative woulda sucked