Before 9-11, I thought therapy was for people with no friends. Even started writing a song about it: “You can buy a friend for $12 an hour…” (That line was not actually about a therapist but a home health aide. Point is made.) To me having no friends was an indication that a person was seriously … Continue readingThe importance of therapy
The unfortunate thing about having a vintage bike is not being able to ride when it needs repairs. At least it’s simpler than a car, making it easier to fix. Though the battery charged properly when Georgia was in the shop to get inspected, about a month later, the battery started dying. Turns out, the … Continue readingFixing old Georgia and disasters
My bike is from 1975. It sat around for years, then the last owner never rode her. So, needless to say, Georgia needed some work. To pass inspection, the tires and fork seals were replaced, carburetors and fuel lines cleaned, and she got a new horn. What didn’t happen at the shop was an oil … Continue readingOil change on a CL360
Ain’t she a beaut?