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Riding and Thinking

I am reminded why I came up with the name for my blog, Mind and the Motorcycle. Being on the bike is about stretching out a beautifully, clean canvas, keeping the mind away from its Jackson Pollack nature of throwing up endless thoughts in a completely non-sequential...

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Naked Little Emperor

Yes, I am drawn to the drama of endings and beginnings. This time of year has always pushed me into the web of introspection. My age took center stage last year and it felt like a stew on a slow simmer. I would periodically...

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The Meaning of Life

I am smiling as I start this first sentence, not real sure where it is going to go, but certain there will be no answer at the end. Yes, I know this won’t encourage you to read along, but cut me some slack between here and there. Even though I don’t need any extra...

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Where Have You Been, Larry?

It’s about a month since my last entry and it feels a little strained writing to you. I have had a number of false starts and as I write now, those disparate beginnings are a couple of spaces below this line and getting pushed lower on the page. I don’t want to erase...

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My Spacey Moment

I was startled awake from a dead sleep, induced by too many Bloody Mary’s and the only cure for a spinning room. I was flat on my back in a stranger’s bedroom and woke to find him sitting on top of me, kissing me on the lips. The tragedy surrounding Kevin Spacey’s...

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A Conversation With Rocky

This morning, as I got ready for my Sunday motorcycle ride, I looked over at my Rocky and thought we should have a conversation. I originally found him nestled into a busted up concrete foundation that formerly held a statue of the “real” Rocky from volume II of his...

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Starry Night

A couple of nights ago, I drove home and when I got out of the car, I stared up at the sky for a few minutes. It was a clear Kauai night and the stars were like a huge crowd of brightly lit faces smiling at me. I wondered what they saw when the gazed up at their sky...

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Dear Shane

I’ve been stuck recently on feeling that to keep writing the way I do and not pay attention to the world I’m living in is not possible. One of the reasons for steering clear of this turd pile is that there are already an infinite number of people fighting for...

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Lavender Jeans

My Sundays are hysterically choreographed when I ride with the Sons of Kauai, which is most every Sunday, barring a hurricane or tsunami. We are not talking about the threat of serious weather either, we’d have to be in the midst 100 mph winds to not roll out Flaming...

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You Can Take It With You

At this moment I am on Lufthansa Flt. 474, from Munich to Montreal, around seven hours long. It is Monday, the 18th and I left Tuscany this morning for the ride to the Florence airport and that place is a circus, very small and very chaotic. My flight to Munich was...

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