LAS VEGAS DAY FIFTY SEVEN January 6, 2021
Lone Mountain 31X
Up, I had to get breakfast. Needing power, it was to the Linq Supercharger. Wandering about the Linq, I noted the motorcycle company store. Going inside, I saw several arty items.
I only ever rode on a Harley once, with a person from work, giving me a ride. At what I call the poison factory, we were next door to a motorcycle shop. Looking like Hells Angels coming into the workplace, they all seemed like nice guys. Though ferocious looking, they invited me to look at their calendar. A nude girl was posing for it, and so they were too. I took $140+ worth of stuff, as the store supported convenience payment.
Then off to the hike up Lone Mountain 31X, and I saw the register container lid had completely cracked. I used a shopping bag to try and protect the books, then went to a home furnishing supply store to get a new container. Home, I had another sandwich meal, and then to the computer.
With my purchased items, I am happy to support Made in USA. I was looking at the new electric Harleys, but then I bought a 3. I still see plenty of cycle clubs riding on the highways. Back in the 1970s, I think that cycle club chapter wanted me in their club. Too poor to then buy anything for transportation, I was riding a bicycle to work and school. I would have to get a chopper, and then grow my hair long, then I guess drugs and pros or what. As I do not like being sent to jail, and that violence is associated with such clubs, I went on with my studies and worked at the job, until they laid me off.
Signs at the cathouse say such people are welcome. Then also it looks like the hiking club peak baggers, too. How my life would have went, if I was enabled to get a Harley. My peak buddy had a Harley decal sticker on his car window, but he never told me why. The best chopper in the world, so it may go with the new one.
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