One year ago

squid squid squid i know, i know.
stylin profilin im finally realizin (LL Cool J-Goin back to Cali)

A year ago I rode my 2008 Yamaha WR250X supermoto home. I was the second person in San Diego to get one. I had put a deposit down on one the day after they first were previewed on the Yamaha US website. Since then I have continued to have soo much fun on this motorcycle. Heck, the video of its exhaust note on my youtube page has had 21,205 views!! Over twenty thousand! (This blog averages about 30 hits a day and you need about 1,000 hits a day to make any money of ads)

This motorcycle does have its small faults but it really is the best small street legal supermoto made.

coach Troxel would be proud! (To keep us busy our mom would send us to football conditioning camp in the summers at Kennewick High School)
Soon to no longer be such a squid. (squid is a pejorative used to describe a clueless motorcycle rider. someone who doesn't wear gear and thinks they are fast when really they are crappy) ((I am not really a squid. That's why I can call myself one))

At the same time last year I also got another scare from my Crohns disease. A two week beat down of horribleness that began on.........wait for it..........Valentines day! I had been in email contact with my doctor, home sick from work, in and out of the ER for a day and half when it just got to be tooo much. (To much weight lost for one thing. I was 119 pounds.) So what's a boy to do who is so terribly ill? Hop on your motorcycle and take yourself to the ER! hahaha. (My reasoning was that it is all downhill to the hospital so no matter what I can at least coast there. Secondly you can park closer when on a motorcycle so I would have a shorter walk to the building. And finally my motorcycle was only two weeks old and I really really wanted to ride it. The day of my surgery in 2005 ((another crazy story!!)) I had rode my GSXR-600 for a little ride in the hills above Oakland)

Well, my time in the hospital was not fun, some scares along the way, some not fun things, horrible roommates and me just being rowdy. At one time I had plastic model airplanes hanging from the ceiling I had made, pictures on the wall, dumbbells for exercising, copies of my CT on the wall to explain things to my visitors and my laptop to watch DVDs.

I could go on and on about all the crappy things right then but why? I am happy and healthy today and still enjoying my bike.

All one year later.