So, I decided that the most appropriate use of my time would be to get the plague. I hate being sick. At least this is one of those “bugs going around the office” things and not a raging lung infection like I used to get — I know that I’ll just feel like crap for a few days and will then be back to normal. So, in the meantime, I’m sitting on my couch, buried in cats, and feeling like I died a week ago and just forgot to lay down. My hair hurts. My fingernails hurt. Waaah.
The annoying — and marginally bike-related — part of all of this is that I was really hoping to get to a shop for a new clutch cable for the SVS before I left for Ohio next week. It really bothers me that here we are, nearly four years into the 21st century, and I still have no pneumatic tubes to just deliver everything I want to me. I mean, c’mon.
We watched part 2 of American Chopper’s Snap-On tool bike last night. That bike rocks. I think my favorite part is the air ratchet suicide clutch. And the big wrenches that hold the handlebars on. Man, that show makes me so happy. It’s like the Osbournes, but with motorcycles. All they need now is to incorporate some sort of Law and Order-esque crime investigation, and it’ll be the most perfect show ever made. I’d just sit and watch that all day.