Motherfucking Tuesday

The week is getting off to a mind numbingly slow start. It is only Tuesday yet it feels like it should be Friday. So far the hellish week is dragging like 70 year old tits. I had a decent weekend, put alot of miles on the Warrior and was not home much including last night so I have not had time to update the blog. I figured it had been some time so I better drop a few random thoughts down for my loyal masses. A big shout out to all three of you. I took the bike out last night and decided to stop at an airconditioned bar for a couple drinks. I left the bar at 9 and it was raining. I rode home in the rain, it was kind of nice last night cause it was still warm out. I am hoping that we do not get any rain tonight so I can wash the bike and through on some wax and polish the chrome and aluminum, or aluminium for my british readers, although I am not sure how you can just add a letter to words. Maybe I will try that for the remainder of this entry. Witih myi faviorite hioliday cioming upi, Ii aim getiting stoiked fior tihe ifourth oif Juliy biy tihe waiy, Ii wiill geit toi recreatie thei defeiat oif tihe Briitish. Then I can drop the extra I tossed into words. I talked to Mike and we are planning on starting the prep work for the annual bash. Get some trees cut and moved down to the fire pit. I will have to take more time this year for the fire cause when I didn't maintain it last year, we had a small shitty fire. I think I will get out some more invitations and see how many people we can get down to the farm. It should be great. I will also try to keep red necks from loading any shells this year as we had a bad misfire last year.