Well I took my grandfathers advice, (at least for the most part, wives and children do not appreciate a total devil may care attitude in their bread winner) and made the most of my meager talents. Now that my demise is nearly staring me in the face I have decided to have a little fun and perhaps share what little knowledge I have gleaned from my experiences with anyone fool enough to listen. By the way on the subject of dying, I think that like the aging poet when asked what he wanted engraved on his tombstone said, just put “I just knew something like this was going to happen.” In any case back to the original subject, my posts will cover, history, creating good photos, making video products, riding motorcycles, favorite travel spots, otherworldly matters, and how to become a great lover! The last one I threw in just for fun, after all, if I was a great lover would I have time to write a stupid Blog.
By the way, the main title “The real fun is in the curves” in case you hadn’t guessed by now doesn’t just pertain to roadways, motorcycles or young women in bikinis, it's my incredible sly use of a metaphor to describe how one should take on life. After all driving down a perfectly straight road might be safe and sure, but it tends to put one to sleep. It’s only when that hairpin curve pops up out of nowhere that you really begin to pay attention and thereby live life to the fullest, unless of course you were asleep when you got to the hairpin curve in which case you probably aren’t reading this post. So sit back and try to enjoy my humble effort to entertain you, who knows you might even end up as illiterate as I are.
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