Sometimes this unnerving feeling just takes over me, and I cannot help but thinking crazy stuff, talking crazy… and invariably doing crazy! In case you’re wondering my latest craze involves mutating into a biker. Well, not actually mutating, more like shifting into. You see, I’ve always had a mild interest in bikes, but I was never exactly biker material. Until recently, that is. I think it was after watching this old movie on bikers – I don’t even remember the title, but I know for sure it’s a classic – that the whole craze settled in.
I’m not going to sell my car an get a bike, but I may borrow a friend’s bike this week! He’s going on vacation, and he told me that as long as I promised not to kill myself I could use his motorbike. Well, he didn’t actually told me that. In fact we were just browsing around at the BrakeAway website and I started going on a rant of how I’ve recently decided to become a biker myself. He did promise he’d let me drive his bike sometime soon – but only when he has time to teach me how to use it properly. Oh well, you’ve gotta start somewhere, right? Do you suppose some people are just born bikers? Well, I think not!