Spoiled Brat

As I rolled up the garage door this morning, I was greeted with a blast of bitter cold air.  What the hell…  I thought we were supposed to have a warm-up this week?  Enough of this crap!  Enough of the cold!  Enough of bundling up under multiple layers!  I want warm and mild temps!

Then I remembered that I’ve got nothing to complain about; this winter has been fantastic, and I need to be appreciative of that, rather than acting like a spoiled kid.

(I still want warm temps, though.  All the better for seeing scantily clad ladies.)

Ride Hard, Take Chances