Farewell XX - you were wonderful...

At least you've got a fucking motorbike!
</trembling hands bike deprivation mode>

But look, here's what you have to live for:
http://www.tinyurl.com.au/x.php?uz7

And this is what I have to put up with:
http://www.tinyurl.com.au/x.php?uz9

See! I have to put with ummm, oh yeah, OK . . .

 

I'll... err.. let you have a ride on MINE Kev......
(and my K75 wasn't even that good.)

 

After frantically looking for a shot of Clem with his bike last night,
I'm sorting through photos this morning and found this one.
http://picasaweb.google.com/KevinAGleeson/Gp2000/photo#5213012940476607362
Now I wonder who that might be?

 

I have previously decided to get rid of my bike and have done so. Problem is
about 3 months down the road I see people riding and I get those "riding
pangs" . These pangs gradually get worse and by 4- 6 months I just cant go
cold turkey any more and need my fix.

Have not been on my bike for 4 weeks until today and it felt good, better
then sex ( well if I could remember what it was like ) .

 

A pic of a man sleeping with the one he loves!

 

Oddly enough no one ever seems to suffer these pangs from having to do
without eating cold turkey.

 

Actually after I posted that, I was wondering whether it was you as
you weren't wearing shorts and thongs. But then I noticed the tent was
hard against the side of GS's shack wall and recalled that you snored
so loud you kept Kerry and I awake on the other side of that wall and
was sure it was you

 

I figured the XXXX was a giveaway,

Bill

 

Yeah I know. But my memory of that weekend was Clem never being out of
shorts, Hawaiian shirt and thongs. So the jeans and sandshoes threw me
there for a minute.

 

Definitely me Kev.
I tried to get as far away from the house as I could but the garage-wall was
a great sounding-board and reflected my snoring straight back to the house!!
Maggles who was in a tent on the FAR side of the house even complained that
it kept her awake!!

 

That's right - I recall that, she was over the other side wasn't she?

I must admit to being a stupidly loud snorer if I'm drunk. Well so
I've been told, I've never heard it.

I recall a gig I went to about 3 years ago. I'd gone to a friend's
place after the gig and was driven there by another friend. By about
3-4am we'd decided enough was enough, but as Emma had then had too
much to drive, we decided to crash on the couch. About 6am the guy
that owned the place came downstairs and said "Can you shut the ****
up please?".

The funny thing was Em was asleep cuddled up against me and didn't
even notice. We decided that she had sobered up enough to drive a few
blocks down into Salamanca Place and we did coffees for a few hours
then went home.

 

Michelle sometimes bashes me and tries to suffocate me with a pillow (but in
a loving way....) to shut me up yet complains that she can't sleep 'cause
it's too quiet when I'm not there!
(our bedroom backs onto a main road beside a boom-gate on the main freight
train-line north of Brisbane.... )

 

Dave E wrote...

Sad to see them go sometimes, especially if it's going to be your last bike.
Well hopefully you'll be back on them before too long.

Me, when my 'bird goes hopefully whatever is replacing it or the VTR1000 will be
taking up its spot in the shed.

Whatever it will be I'd like it to be a V twin of some flavor.

Happy reminiscing...

 

I still don't know how your "roomies" at PI managed to sleep last
year, Clem - I could hear you snoring through the walls of your flat,
across the stormy night air and howling PI winds, AND through the
walls of my little bungalow!

betty

 

Go on, how do you know you won't like it if you've never tried one? :-
D


BTH

 

....snip stories of champion snoring

Clem

You really should see a doctor and get the operation done - you're
endangering your health.

JL
No not THAT operation, the one on his sinuses

 

Kerry gave me my snoring as one reason (certainly not the main one)
for leaving. She felt I was being unfair in not trying to do something
about it (ie, lose weight, see a doctor, something like that). In
hindsight I guess I was being unfair on her in that it would keep her
awake and also that she was worried about my health with sleep apnea.
The bugger is, it's hard to get motivated when I don't hear it.
Obviously I've never heard me snore. But I have this sneaking
suspicion I must be approaching Clem levels when I've imbibed too much
(going on 3rd party descriptions).

My last girlfriend was partially deaf and wore hearing aids which
she'd take out at night. Ideal. I asked her a couple of weeks ago how
much I snored. She said it was occasional and she'd just poke me til I
stopped.

(Talk about thread drift . . .)

 

Cold Turkey tastes like.... very dry chicken.

Theo
My bike is still cooling down outside.

 

For the snorers in this thread...
Get a referral to a sleep study, and get a CPAP machine. Both you and
you partners will thank me profusely when you do.

Mr H (voice of experience)

 

As an ex inveterate snorer can I throw in my two bob's worth.

Woolworths supermarket sell a device called (from memory) "Quiet Nites".

Its essentially a small plastic circlip that you spring open and insert
into your nostrils thus compressing the septum and easing the entire
passage.

I used to be "bloody awful" after a "few" drinks and reportedly even
worse if I had accidentally inhaled any of that special "camp fire smoke".

I used this clip for a few weeks and the only downside was having my
then six year old daughter come into my room one morning, shaking my arm
and whispering fiercely "Daddy - you've got a great big booger in your
nose"

After the few weeks use I improved to the point where I hardly ever have
to use it at all now

Gets 5 out of 5 from me (and 6 out of 5 from my SO).

N/