American Gothic, A Big Banana Split and Tiger Troubles
On Saturday I meant to just duck out for a few hours before the rest of the family got up. I figured I could buzz out to New Jersey, see the giant tooth and...
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Sometimes It’s Like He Doesn’t Know Me At All – The Toothy Edition
Though I’m not much of a telephone caller, I must admit that I really appreciate the ability to make and receive phone calls from my helmet with my Sena headset. Sometimes I’ll be standing on...
