Three Legs of Man
On Tuesday night, Kenny and I headed in to NYC to see what was going on at The Ear. Same stuff, different year. Motorcycles, drinks (a $2.50 fountain Diet Pepsi ) and chatting amongst our peers. You always end up meeting someone nice there.
While we were standing around, I saw this sticker proudly placed on someone’s helmet:
I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who has been to the Isle of Man. Lucky bugger. Though I guess luck doesn’t have too much to do with it. Planning and a credit card go a long way , I suppose. Tick one more down for the ‘To Do’ column for me, please.