Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude

Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted

Saturday, 3 December 2022


 Last night I dreamed that I was riding motorcycles with my daughter. I was on Big Red, and she was on one of those little Ducati rocket ships. My wife said “She’s a better rider than you!” and I silently had to agree. I was so proud. “She’s got a better bike!” I grumped. In my dream we were both younger, and she was very beautiful.

I woke in the middle of the night and just chuckled. She’ll be 36, now? I wonder if she’s hit that biological wall yet? I probly don’t wanna think about that one too much. Does she drive? If so, what has she got? Probably something practical I would think. 

My mind wobbles at night.

8 comments:

  1. dreamed up a nice bike there though.

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  2. I have two sons. One will be 48 in a few days. The other 46. Haven't seen them since 1977. , She sent the adoption papers in 1980. I signed them when I was stationed in Iceland. But her new husband was a nice guy. The mind wanders. And BTW; an Indian with a British engine. TomOldGuy

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    1. Well... maybe it wasn't supposed to be like this, Tom. Or maybe things worked out for the best and we lack the scope sometimes to see that?

      I didn't even notice the engine mode. Holy mackeral... what is that...? Engine off a BSA...?

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  3. I dream I'm flying into powerlines.

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  4. Wouldn't it gain more traction with a spiked rear tire?

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  5. I was teaching my daughter to ride when and the next year she changed. I wish I would have taken a picture. She still had her actual hair color. She was riding my Honda Ascot and I had my old Triumph. Suppose I should sell one of them. Can't ride two.

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  6. Well if there's a chance she might straighten out, Budd... I'd keep it if I were in your place.

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