Everyday there are more things to be grateful for than I can keep track. I read something earlier today that indicated that if I were responding to an article with an iPhone I was already economically ahead of 90 percent of the rest of the world.

Some nice warm weather was swept away as I went for a 34F ride to breakfast. Haven’t felt cold for a few weeks. I don’t like it!

Geez, that’s terrible. They must have been really distracted to do that. Hope you get things fixed up and in place for the warmer riding soon to come.

I’m glad you can find some Vespa withdrawal solace in the things I post here.

Hope you find yourself astride another Vespa soon. Until then, perhaps the memories will fill the loss and keep you going.

steve

That is an interesting statement. Too complex for a discussion in the comments section. I’ll have to ponder it for awhile and maybe push it out in a post.

He has an ample supply!

It’s difficult for me to picture riding in a city. As often as I’ve driven in cities, my two-wheeled experience is negligible. Pittsburgh, Harrisburg, Baltimore — that’s about it. For first timers like me it’s an adventure. But traveling daily would be a slog. I am grateful for roads you can nap on…

Hope more positive weather and news is on the way for you.

Yeah, it is easy to forget and think things are bad at times. In the grand scheme of things, my bad days are pretty damn nice…

While I realize anything is possible, for me the nothing is a reflection of my lack of movement. Motivation is necessary to transform nothing to anything. The warmer weather since I wrote the post has helped greatly.

I’ve come to realize that State College, Pennsylvania is progressive in terms of motorcycle parking. And they’ve resisted charging for it. They used to have free parking in one of the garages until they figured out they could charge for monthly permits for all those students who wanted to have their motorcycles out of the weather and in guarded spaces…

Thankfully no dates on the motorcycle signs here. Have never found anything but scooters or motorcycles in them. Campus is a completely different story. Motorcycle parking is far and few between. And almost none for visitors except on the fringe of campus. You’re not allowed to park in the garages because of “safety reasons.” They’re afraid a gate will hit a rider… So I park in town and walk to campus if I have a meeting or something.

I have the same reaction now when listening to things in the office — smile and am glad it’s not my problem anymore.

I love Saint’s Cafe — except when it’s jammed. In a college town, early mornings on weekends make it a quiet, empty place. Wonder why…