Making mom worry.
I spent seven hours on Thanksgiving Day cooking tomato sauce and making lasagna. Sure, the lasagna came out of the oven with a consistency closer to soup than pasta, but it was a DAMN tasty soup so nobody seemed to mind. Five and a half pounds (yes POUNDS) of cheese can do that.
My brother, on the other hand, got to ride motorcycles and be thankful that I didn't wreck his dinner. We got to be thankful that he didn't break his neck.
Needless to say, our mother isn't very happy about these photos. Neither are his neighbors, I suspect.
Comments
Aprilia... lucky brother!
Posted by: C | November 27, 2006 02:37 AM
Ken, you squid!
"You'll shoot your eye out kid!"
Posted by: brent | November 27, 2006 07:45 AM
i absolutely love that bike. What the heck is a squid?
Posted by: kennyjoe | November 27, 2006 12:26 PM
Squids are those guys riding their bikes while standing atop of them no hands, riding wheelies down the street, doing crazy stuff like that. They have major cajones and no fear.
If I could do it, I'd be a squid too.
Posted by: brent | November 27, 2006 02:54 PM
Great pics! And really, can you actually mess up lasagna?
Posted by: Lindy | November 30, 2006 09:19 PM
Nice bike......but what's with the t-shirt and tennis shoes. Hate to see what happens if he dumps it.
Posted by: TonkaManOR | December 8, 2006 10:10 AM
i think if he "dumps it" by popping a wheelie on his street he really ought to reconsider the whole motorcycle thing anyhow.
on a ride, we are always in gear. we just ran outside to shoot a few wheelies, and i don't think he rode more than 50 yards for any of these shots. we did way dumber (and faster) things on skateboards when we were kids, and had a lot more scabs to show for it.
Posted by: the mighty jimbo | December 8, 2006 07:04 PM