Time for a ride…

Not a lot of writing today, my friends.  I fired up the old RX3 and rode into the mountains to clear my mind and create my own reality.  It was long past time to shed the shackles of a world gone mad.  No left or right wing news media (that’s all there is any more), no Covid 19, no protests, no riots, no police brutality, no defunding police departments, no masks, no shelter in place, no stupid stuff on Facebook (now there’s a redundant expression), no ridiculously bad choices in the next election (damned if you do and damned even more if you don’t), and no one telling me how to think about this, that, or the other thing.   No thank you, I can think for myself, and today I thought I would go for a motorcycle ride.  Other than captions, I’ll keep the words down and let the pictures do the talking.

So there you have it.  I’m back, it was a great ride, and I had a good time.  You might consider doing the same.

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