Some days I look upon my wife with awe and wonder, simply amazed by her beauty, her compassion, her inner child. And other days, I look upon her, and go "you are such a dork"...

Take last night for instance. She told me about this dream she had. It was one of those dreams you have that incorporate reality into your dream. We were snuggling in bed, and I was rubbing her butt, simply 'cause I know she likes her butt rubbed (yeah, alright, I like rubbing it too. So sue me.) and she dreamt that as I was rubbing her butt, this pink smoke came out of her ass and consolidated into a genie, who then proceeded to give me three wishes.

No more ice cream for her before she goes to bed!

And for those of you wondering, yes, I rubbed her butt a lot trying to get the genie to come out.

I meant to post this yesterday afternoon, when I got back, but for some reason, I never got around to it. The largest group ride I've ever been on prior to today was about 25 bikes. Today, I met with a group of about 30 at the dealership for the Toys for Tots run. From there, we headed down to Classic Iron where, we met up with about 500-750 more bikes for the run to Fredricksburg. Yup, you read that right. Between 500 and 750 motorcycles. It was way cool (And loud!). There were bikes everywhere...mostly Harleys, but there were also BMWs, Ducatis, Hondas, Yamahas, Kawazakis. You name it, it was there.

You know...I hate it when I'm taking a shower, and the shower curtain blows in. It cuts the shower in half, unless you want to shower with vinyl stuck to your backside. So naturally you weigh down the bottom of the shower curtain with shampoo bottles. And you know, if I wasn't married, that would be a problem. When I was on my own, I had one shampoo bottle. Now, there's at least 4 bottles in there: shampoo, conditioner, special face wash, hydroxexfoliatingsomethingortheother...all sorts of cool stuff.

Ah, November. Woke up this morning, peeked outside, and saw a sheen of frost on the cars. Guess Fall is finally and truly here. Part of me is thinking I should be out on the bike every second I get, before the riding season is over and done with. The other part of me is thinking "alright! SNOW is on it's way!!!"

In case you haven't guessed, I LOVE the snow. I love cold weather. I love it when it's like 20 below, the wind is blowing, the snow is falling, and it's just crap outside. I love that.

Yeah, well, same to you.