Today I am zipping down to DC to catch the auto train south to Orlando tomorrow. The weather is perfect, and the traffic is light, the low hills along the Trenton river are breathtaking. Yet I sit here melancholy. The purpose of any solo motorcycle trip is to have extended time alone in your head; … Continue reading Racing Thoughts & Melancholy
On Friday Vee flew home, it was my day to see the Guggenheim then head back to Yonkers. I would fetch the scooter from where we stashed it at the motel lot on Wednesday. We woke up at Vee's friend's loft in the Village and both packed. We would put her (and her luggage) on an … Continue reading NYC Runaround
Is the third time the charm? Or is EVERY time? It was over a year ago I met my Angel, an apparition on a giant white motorcycle, during a tempestuous downpour, in the outer bank island town of Chincoteague Virginia. I had been there for a day already, stranded by the rain and wind and … Continue reading Lightning in a Bottle
I'm down here in greater Miami this week, on a business trip (mostly, monkey business) with Vicki. This time we drove, so my expenses were even less. I mean, I chauffeured her rental car and piggy backed on the room. Only my lunches, while she's working, were out of pocket. How can a fellow say no? … Continue reading What Do You Say to a Transit Activist?
Vee had agreed to drive me from the Hyatt to the BART at 5:30am and I had only half-heartedly packed. She would need to work in the morning, after prepping her ropes for the ice breaker. I awoke half an hour before my alarm, and finished packing. I had left everything out, and needed only … Continue reading SFO/Thu: This Little Piggy Went Home
It was fun to be "the wife" as Vee rose early to shower and dress up for class. Me? I pulled the covers over my head, listened as Alexa wafted music, then eventually snuck around her busy preparations to have a coffee and pull on respectable (but no way office) clothes. Yep, this was fun. … Continue reading SFO/Wed: Wrapped With a Ribbon
Vee's team was as distributed as any I worked with at Oracle. Her co-trainers were arriving from NYC and the DC area. Their connections were late, and sunrise omelettes suddenly didn't seem like a good idea. Instead, yelp lead me to a nearby bakery, where we brought our laptops and she worked on her powerpoints … Continue reading SFO/Tue: Business & Monkey Business