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So I don’t write very often. It’s sort of hard to type with pistons. Kinda clunky, ya know. But when I get really inspired, I can clunk out some writing. And today, I am really inspired.

I am inspired because I want to go and I can’t. I think I understand why Ronn and Lisa don’t want to ride in the rain, but I have to admit that I am getting a little jealous of those cars because they are getting more attention than me. For the first day or two, it was a nice change to smell the rain, but now it is just impeding my “learning about the world” time.

I learn all kinds of new things when Ronn and Lisa take me out for a cruise. Like, for example, did you know that the faster you go, the less distance it looks like there is between those stripes on the road? I am still trying to figure out exactly what those stripes are for and the best I can tell they are for keeping everyone heading in a good orderly direction and not running over each other. One thing I do know for sure. If you find yourself riding along and all the sudden realize there are yellow lines on your right side, that means you are going the wrong direction!

Well, anyway, I am just blabbing and I am getting kinda tired. This is a lot of work ya know. I have to sneak into the house when no one is here, because any other time all the computers are taken and I can’t write. The other thing is I take up a lot of space indoors, so I have learned it’s better to do this sort of thing when they are out. All except for the dog, Cleopatra, but she is fun. She is always happy to see me! I just have to remember not to drip any oil on the floor. That tends to make Ronn sort of upset.

Apparently, though, once I get started and get into a groove, I really do have alot to say. After all, no one is taking me out for rides, so I have nothing but time on my pistons. Why not write? Wouldn’t that be the right thing to do?

But I guess I have said enough. I’m tired. And lonely. And bored. Please help! Go away rain! Just for a bit. So I can ride!

Lonely outside,

Pulchritude

Pulchritude the motorcycle here, just wanting to wish you an absolutely, fabulously, marvelous Independence Day! Rest, relax and do all the family stuff, but don’t let this day pass you by without doing at least one thing, big or small, that’s just for you and fills you with that feeling of Independence.

Today is the day you could play your best round of golf, win at a game you have never before won, or finish the book you started and haven’t found the time to finish.

And, of course, I am biased, but you could also take your motorcycle for a ride. And if you don’t have one, today might be a great day to go buy one or at least shop for one. Ronn and Lisa tell me there is Independence in taking me out for a ride, even if I do still benefit.

So here’s to exercising Independence…

-P

Let me introduce myself. I am Pulchritude the Piglet and I am a motorcycle. I have the privilege of being one of the authors on this site, and by golly, I deserve it since I tote these other two goofballs around!

Really, in truth, Ronn and Lisa are pretty good to me. They make sure I am always clean and if I get dirty from a road trip they are quick to clean me up. They always make sure I get my regularly scheduled service; well really, Ronn does that and the cleaning, too. Lisa just mainly rides. When they go somewhere together, Lisa rides on the back because Ronn just can’t quite bring himself to ride in back of her. He told me the other day that it’s not really that he is embarrassed, as it is that he’s not real sure if Lisa can handle the extra weight. Because, you know, it really is pretty different riding with someone on back of you than by yourself. I know when they are both riding, I just can’t go as fast. Geez, I was only built with a little 883 engine, which is how I came about being named Piglet. I am not quite big enough to be a Hog, so they call me Piglet.

And the Pulchritude part, well, that means A-mazing beauty. And, let me tell you, I AM a beauty, too! I am solid black, although when Lisa buys me, she promises to paint me a most gorgeous shade of pink. Right now, Ronn owns me, but Lisa says she is going to buy me. Personally, I really don’t care who owns me; I just want to be pink! I love pink!

I have a cool little silver wing thing on both sides of my gas tank that signify I am an Anniversary model–a 100th year Anniversary model to be exact. So, if you know anything about Harley, you know that makes me a 2003 model. Yep, I am three years old! In motorcycle years, though, I am really still brand new. I mean, you should see me! I may be little, but I am pretty!

Well, that about does it for today! Really, I just wanted to introduce myself and let you know that I will keep you updated on happenings with Ronn and Lisa and all the cool places they are going to take me. Lisa just got back from taking me to Dallas. It was great trip for me, but I think it stressed her a little. She got a little nerve-wrecked driving in the metroplex. She even got lost a few times, but surprisingly, she kept her cool. She can be a little quick to fire sometimes, but I can tell she is making progress. I am sure she will post about her trip and tell you about it from her perspective, but for now, my pistons are tired. They are not really made for typing, ya know!

-P