Afternoon, everyone.
Chris, as much as I'd like to have a party, I have one daughter at home and one that's home on weekends and they'd rat me out to their Mom in a heartbeat.
BOC, I even looked it up and don't know what "piculous" means but it sounds like something having to do with Chris.
Stop stealing all out rain! I mean it, I'm going to make your lake flood your house somehow if you don't quit it.
Larry, after all that food, I'd be in the mood for a nap too.

I haven't been to a zoo in ages.
Phillip, I tend to agree with most of the biker information you posted. I don't agree about the loud pipes. First, they are illegal in most states, and scare the crap out of drivers when some of the real idiots pass you and deliberately gun the motor to see your reaction. I wrote them for non-standard mufflers every chance I could. The second problem is, even with a helmet, riding a loud bike for a long time will eventually make you deaf. Same thing with the kids in cars I can hear coming from 300 feet away bacause of their giant stereos. I can see a whole generation saying "Huh?" constantly.
I will say that for every one accident that I investigated where the biker was at fault, at least 10 had the car or truck driver at fault, especially left turns in front of opposing traffic. I don't know what the law is in Indiana but, in California, it was legal to have the headlight alternatingly flash the headlight high and low beam. That I'd like to see made manadatory. After that law was passed, I never had a bike-car left turn accident again if the bike had an alternating flashing headlight. It's by far the best way to make your bike visible to oncoming traffic. Since I'm from the home of the Hell's Angels, I've run into some really bad biker types, but most of them weren't real bikers, just dope dealers and other criminal types who happened to use a motorcycle for transportation because they knew it was easier to outrun us on a motorcycle. Real bikers like you, who love motorcycling and spent lots of money dressing up their bikes, were mostly normal folks, or at least as normal as the average model railroader.

They did lots of runs to raise money for charity and the Patriot Guards use their motorcycles to escort funerals for fallen soldiers and public safety officers. Great bunch of guys.
Poor Danny died overnight from swine flu and is now just a remnant low, although he's still bringing a lot of rain to New England. It's amazing how much storms are like people. They want to live but, if they start to get just sick enough, they will almost always weaken and die. Danny gave it one last shot last night and tried to drag the trunderstorm complex closer to its center but the opposing low pressure was too stong. You could actually watch the center die on radar, almost like watching a dying human start to flat line on the monitor.
Invest 94 is still poking along at about 15 mph just north of South America. He has to make a turn to the northeast within the next day or he will be in trouble also, as he will get too close to the South American landmass and that saps the strength of tropical storms. We'll see if 94 can become Erica or join Danny in this year's swine flue tropical storm graveyard.