On Comments and Retirement

Well, having just started back into this writing thing, I took the opportunity to look at some of the comments I’ve received so far.  I had over 250 comments logged on this website, 248 of which were spam.  Now I like Spam (Stuff Posing As Meat) as much as the next guy, but only as a food.  This particular type of spam is ridiculous.  The worst part is that the spam filtering program I use blocked another 1248 spams – the 250 are just the ones that passed their (apparently not too keen) spam checker.

Here are three of the comments that DID make it through:

1)  “Could you please share the theme that you are using for this blog? It looks quite unique, simple, but attractive. I am looking for somthing just like that.”

Well, that’s a bit funny since I’m just using one of the built in templates provided by WordPress.  There are literally THOUSANDS of people using the exact same template, but I’m “unique”?  Interesting…

2)  “of course like your website however you need to check the spelling on quite a few of your posts. Several of them are rife with spelling problems and I find it very troublesome to tell the truth then again I will certainly come again again.”

That’s right, insult me.  That’s certainly one way to get my attention.  Oh, and by the way, there are NO spelling errors in my posts (or at least very few of them).  They are certainly not “rife” with errors.  That’s something I pride myself on.  That, and the use of proper grammar – a technique this commenter apparently has never heard of.

And my personal favorite:

3)  “Tegs: дома под ключ строительство деревянных домов проект строительства. когда впервые появилась декоративная штукатурка сколько стоит декоративная штукатурка  технология работ декоративная штукатурка

Why on earth would someone come to a site written in English and comment in Russian?  Am I supposed to know what that means?  I assure my FBI friends that it is just so much gibberish to me.  Although thanks to Google, I know it actually says:

“Tegs: house turnkey construction of wooden houses construction project.  When first introduced decorative plaster How much is decorative plaster technology of decorative plaster work”

Now, THAT certainly makes sense, doesn’t it?  The grammar just gets better with each post.  I really don’t remember posting anything about decorative plaster, though.

Of course, each of these posts is “rife” (see what I did there?) with website addresses that, once clicked, would surely signal the end of my computer’s operating system and hard drive as I know it – not to mention spoiling my pristine reputation in the blogging world should some of you poor unsuspecting sucke…. I mean “erudite readers” actually have the opportunity to click on them.  It’s a very good thing that I have my site set up so that ALL comments must be approved by me before making it onto the website.  So you may all rest easy with the realization that I’m saving you TONS of frustration with having to deal with virus ridden computers.  Of course, if your computer is already virus ridden, then I can’t help you there.  Well, actually I can, but it’ll cost you $100. (I’m an honest businessman, and charge a flat fee for virus removal no matter how long it takes.  The difference between being an honest businessman and a profitable one is that an honest businessman tells you how to avoid getting a virus, while a profitable one helps you get one so he can charge to clean it up.) Winking smile

Well, there’s my “rant” (if you can call it that) for this posting.  Time to move on…

Polly messaged me an intriguing picture this morning.  It has sparked an idea in me as to what might be a worthwhile retirement “job” to pull in a little extra money once my lucrative Federal Government gig is over.  I think the picture below pretty much says it all…


I could ride a motorcycle AND perform a valuable public service for customer’s departed loved ones!  It turns out there are several of these operations around the country (although most of the ones that use the above trailer are east of the Mississippi – lemme see – em-eye-essess-eye-essess-eye-peepee-eye – yup, got it right).  It turns out they are very popular in funerals for not only bike riders, but lots of other people as well.  They’re often used for police funerals, followed by dozens of other officers on their bikes.  Here are a couple other styles, but the one above is definitely my favorite.

Bike Hearse 2The casket with the remains of Bob Probert, former NHL hockey player for the Detroit Red Wings and Chicago Blackhawks, arrives on a motorcycle side car driven by George Winney for Proberts funeral service at the Christian Fellowship Church in Windsor, Ontario July 9, 2010.  Probert died Monday at age 45 after suffering chest pains while boating with his family.   REUTERS/Rebecca Cook  (CANADA - Tags: SPORT ICE HOCKEY OBITUARY)

It turns out it’s not even that new of an idea:

Bike Hearse 4

It might just be a lucrative retirement business.  It’s certainly worth looking into. Smile  I just hope neither I or any of my buddies end up in the customer side of one at any time in the near future.

Keep that in mind.

Have Fun and Ride Safe,


Cat on Bike

Oh Lackadaisical Me!

It has been a LONG time since I’ve posted anything to this blog.  I have no one to blame but myself.  When I first got my new motorcycle I was all “gung ho” to share my experiences with everyone that would consider me important enough to check out.  I posted about every ride I took, every mod I made to the motorcycle, vacations, etc.

Then I got sidetracked and became lackadaisical.  Most of the motorcycle mods I intended to make had been completed.  Most of the good riding routes in my area had already been documented.  Life, in general, took over my life.  In other words, through a combination of having other things to do, thinking no one cared what I did, and just plain laziness, I stopped updating this.  Every now and then I would think “I should really get back to writing my blog again” only to have something else come up and push it back out of my head (not that difficult a process as it turns out).

Well, as I sit here during lunch at work and try to figure out what to do (snack, play games, sleep Smile) I finally got up enough determination to start back in on my writing again.  I’m not sure if I’ll be able to keep up the interest, but I’m certainly going to try.

For those of you left hanging by my ongoing tale about our Hawaiian vacation from my last post in July, rest assured I will complete the series.  I just have to go back through pictures and remember what exactly we did the remainder of our trip.  About the only thing I DO remember at this point is that the weather turned nice just as we were getting set to leave.  Typical!  In any event, I will be posting pictures, etc. from the rest of that trip as soon as I boost my memory.

I have also completed another few small mods on the bike, including replacing the rear turn signals with LED clusters that act as running lights, signal lights, and brake lights.  I also added a KnightRider style addition to my tail light.  And I added a trunk in place of my rear sissy bar.  I’ll be posting info on these mods as soon as I get some pictures.  At the very least, here is one of my latest pictures of the bike itself.


And just so this post isn’t completely worthless, here’s a random picture of our cat Maggie, being silly.  Note the nearly hairless pink belly.  Ever since they shaved her to “fix” her as a kitten, she’s never really grown the hair back there.  Very peculiar.


And just so you all have something recent to look at here’s a picture of Polly after last weekend’s trip to Snoqualmie Casino, where she managed to turn $20 into over $400 on penny slots.  However, I won’t bother posting the picture where I managed to turn $40 into a quarter, as that would just be cruel (to me, that is).


Hmm, wonder if I could get a blowup of that voucher and print it out life size and send it through the payout machine at the casino?  (and if the FBI is reading this, please note that was a joke!)

Well, that’s about it for now.  Lunchtime is over.  Check back every once in awhile to see if I keep up my interest in sharing my life.  But, for now…

Have Fun and Ride Safe,


Hawaiian Paradise? – Day 3, Saturday

It was a day like any other day.  Or at least any other day so far…  In other words, more rain.  But at least, this time, it didn’t matter.  We were PLANNING on getting wet and muddy.  We were taking a ATV trip around Kipu Ranch.

We started out early in the morning.  The tour started at 7 AM (an unGODly hour, believe me).  When we got there, we discovered we were the only couple booked for the tour.  As a result we got a pretty personalized tour.  We drove a Yamaha Rhino ATV, or rather I did.  Polly was happy to simply go along for the ride and take pictures.


The Kipu Ranch has been the site of several movie productions.  Below you can see the location where Harrison Ford swung out over the river as he was being chased by natives at the beginning of the first Indiana Jones movie.  In the afternoon tours, tour members can actually swing out into the river and drop in.  We could have too, but it was a bit early in the day for that Smile.  The rope you see was actually put there by the tour group.  A portion of the original rope from the movie is still connected to the tree, however.  You can just barely see it in the second picture below…  The tour guide said he’d actually been offered several thousand dollars to climb up and retrieve it for a fan once, but turned it down.  He said if he’s gonna risk his neck to climb up and get it, he’s gonna keep it for himself.


Near the end of the tour, we stopped to feed some wild pigs and ran across some peacocks.


As I mentioned, it was a pretty muddy affair.  And THIS mud just would NOT come off.  We still have red stains on our clothes and shoes.


I’m sure we did lot’s of other stuff that day, too, but this was by far the highlight of the trip.  The one day we got wet and didn’t care…

Hawaiian Intermission…

A little break from my vacation write-up.  Yeah, Mike – I know I’m slow…

Weather was fairly nice today, so Bobbie and I took a ride.  It was SUPPOSED to be sunny, but that never came to pass Sad smile.  As usual, we headed off in a random direction and headed to places I’ve never been.  Along the way we saw some interesting things.

First was a young deer and her baby Bambi’s (see the picture below – oh wait – they ran away too quick to get one…)  This was over by Gold Mountain Golf Course.  But here’s what it WOULD have looked like Smile…  Aww, isn’t he cute?

Then we headed along the north shore of the southern tip of Hood Canal.  A LOT of nice houses out that way.  Again, no pictures, but here’s what they looked like…

Okay, so maybe not.  But there were a lot of nice places in any event.

If the sun were out, maybe we would have made more stops, but as is, it was a nice ride regardless.  At least we saw a cool rocking chair!

And, of course, what posting would be complete without my route map?


Til next time,

Have Fun and Ride Safe,