Thought I’d post up a few pics from the trip – I am still working out my ride log, I’ll get it up soon.

Photo album can be seen HERE

I was going to do a ride log for yesterday, then I decided against it.

We had a great trip up to the Diner on 22, then to the dairy (met fuzz’s friend Chris), over to Perkins, then the traffic circle.  It was a beautiful day.

I think I would like to log something a bit more important tho.  Something Fuzzy and I were talking about in the diner.   Pardon me while I get mushy.

Riding is pretty amazing - it allows you connections and opportunities to meet people you would otherwise NEVER meet.  And yet, the friendships I have made are more important to me than those I spent years building in the past.  Maybe it’s because it is such a passion for us, something so close to our hearts that when shared, immediately bonds us together.  Maybe its the immediate trust that must be had to operate something so dangerous in such close proximity with others.  Or maybe we were lucky to find each other.

What I do know – is that I am pretty lucky to have met these folks.  They really bring me joy, and it is great to share something so great with people who make the experience that much better.  Who else could make sitting on a picnic bench watching the world go by something I miss.

Fuzz, Myko – I love you guys! 

Just lookin out the window, watchin the rain fall. These days are so mellow, so lazy. Had to go to college point today to swap out my ezpass – decided to take a quick shot of the Whitestone bridge in the rain.

Went to see a client today – who called me to come troubleshoot a hardware installation, of which I have no expertise or knowledge.  Ahh how I love these visits.

An hour after I get there, check in, find the client, finally get into the server room –  I immediately realize they have entered their gateway in incorrectly. I change the gateway address, and voila, everthing works.  Now I have to wait for 45 minutes for the folks in California to come back from lunch to test their connection.  Don’t wait for lunch on my behalf, just make me wait.  It’s ok.

I know I bill for this.  I know I am working, and it shouldn’t matter what I am doing if I am being paid.  But honestly, when I have to drive to a client, deal with security and getting vistors badges and whatnot, to walk across the entire facility, jump through hoops, say the password, learn the secret handshake, do three pirouettes, with one baby zebra, to find out that the installer incorrectly entered a facking address, I am pissed.  This isn’t even my job.  I just get stuck doing it because I have a technical and networking background.

I have less of a problem doing it if there is a legitimate failure. But typos, man, that is just shite.

Well, took a ride up to Port Jeff today. Wanted to get out and enjoy the nice weather before the hell that is rain decides to show. Got close to 2400 miles on her now, and what a great day to get out there and just ride for the sake of riding.

Met up with Fuzz, Cory and coco for some Hoshi Sushi, watched some peps dunk in cow’s blood, eat some bugs, and look for dead skunks, then headed home ona chilly ride. Life, well, is good.