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Well, here I go again. Don't mean to beat a dead horse, but it's the only one I have!

Well, here I go again. Don't mean to beat a dead horse, but it's the only one I have!

Although I generally avoid political blogs, I am making an exception. Regardless of whether you are for or against national health care, you should consider doing this. After all, if natoinal health care is good enough for the masses, shouldn't it be good enough for our elected officials? This is on the web site for Representative John Fleming.

Although I generally avoid political blogs, I am making an exception. Regardless of whether you are for or against national health care, you should consider doing this. After all, if natoinal health care is good enough for the masses, shouldn't it be good enough for our elected officials? This is on the web site for Representative John Fleming.

For most of you, this blog is too long and talks about places too obscure, but after putting my motorcycle log together into a document, I felt the need to share it with those of you who might relate to it. A brief note about who and where: City Limits is a Harley dealership in Palatine, IL where I bought my 883 Custom Sportster. Carl and Judy are my son Exodio's step-father and step-mother.

For most of you, this blog is too long and talks about places too obscure, but after putting my motorcycle log together into a document, I felt the need to share it with those of you who might relate to it. A brief note about who and where: City Limits is a Harley dealership in Palatine, IL where I bought my 883 Custom Sportster. Carl and Judy are my son Exodio's step-father and step-mother.

Passed my motorcycle test this morning, went straight to the DMV and I now have my motorcycle license! What made it even more enjoyable was that I failed it two weeks ago by hitting the brakes on a turn and put the bike down (a Buell loaned by the dealership). This time I used my own 883 Custom and proceeded to ACE the test! It was good times! 

As I told my riding buddy (my son Exodio's father-in-law), the weird thing now is only hearing my own motorcycle, not two.

Passed my motorcycle test this morning, went straight to the DMV and I now have my motorcycle license! What made it even more enjoyable was that I failed it two weeks ago by hitting the brakes on a turn and put the bike down (a Buell loaned by the dealership). This time I used my own 883 Custom and proceeded to ACE the test! It was good times! 

As I told my riding buddy (my son Exodio's father-in-law), the weird thing now is only hearing my own motorcycle, not two.