Monday, March 06, 2006
Motorcycle Mayhem
I am trying to sell Lilith.

Why? Because I want this bike.

It's a Honda 919, and the one I want is sitting at a dealership right now with custom yellow paint and fully integrated exhaust. It growls. It's fast. It's light. It makes things a bit slippery. Oh-ho-ho. It was made for ME!

I have spent too much time on Michael's Kermit (one hour). One hour on that bike makes all the many hours riding dear, bulky Lilith feel pathetically void of emotion. I am ready to push it up a notch or so.

I put Lilith on

Someone just offered to trade his guitar for my bike.

This may not work out to the best of my advantage.

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