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Oh great. Now I feel like the guy who wanders in the back door at his own wake, not dead after all, and listens to all the kind, heart-felt, but above all final words of good-bye from all his friends, including friends he didn’t even know he had.

But! Much more important! What’s vexing me now! Is--How do I commemorate my next, 3,000th forum post…?!
You could tell us your going to consider keeping the bike so you can ride it to the next (insert your fav) Rally, see everyone and enjoy a nice road trip.

 
Oh great. Now I feel like the guy who wanders in the back door at his own wake, not dead after all, and listens to all the kind, heart-felt, but above all final words of good-bye from all his friends, including friends he didn’t even know he had. And of course now he can’t go in and announce that he’s not really dead,
Jeeze Hans, refer to Fairlaner's post and grow a pair already! We're stoiked that you will continue to do something you enjoy. Hell, if you mellow out enough, we might even ride with you again!
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Oh great. Now I feel like the guy who wanders in the back door at his own wake, not dead after all, and listens to all the kind, heart-felt, but above all final words of good-bye from all his friends, including friends he didn’t even know he had. And of course now he can’t go in and announce that he’s not really dead, because then everyone will feel angry that they wasted their time coming to the wake, and embarrassed that they got all emotional in front of their buddies for a guy who’s not really dead after all. So thanks to you guys, I guess now I really have to sell my bike. Thanks a lot.
"Alas, poor Hans! I knew him, James Burleigh; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment, that were won't to set the table on a roar?"

 
Wow. Not one comment on fotchopped poster of Han's original masterpiece.

Now I'm pissed!

Oh, Hans, welcome back from the brink, amigo!

Hugs n Kisses

:****:

 
Oh great. Now I feel like the guy who wanders in the back door at his own wake, not dead after all, and listens to all the kind, heart-felt, but above all final words of good-bye from all his friends, including friends he didn’t even know he had. And of course now he can’t go in and announce that he’s not really dead, because then everyone will feel angry that they wasted their time coming to the wake, and embarrassed that they got all emotional in front of their buddies for a guy who’s not really dead after all. So thanks to you guys, I guess now I really have to sell my bike. Thanks a lot.
"Alas, poor Hans! I knew him, James Burleigh; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment, that were won't to set the table on a roar?"
Don - You're just plain sick.... After reading this if I were Hans, I'd leave NOW!

 
Oh great. Now I feel like the guy who wanders in the back door at his own wake, not dead after all, and listens to all the kind, heart-felt, but above all final words of good-bye from all his friends, including friends he didnt even know he had. And of course now he cant go in and announce that hes not really dead, because then everyone will feel angry that they wasted their time coming to the wake, and embarrassed that they got all emotional in front of their buddies for a guy whos not really dead after all. So thanks to you guys, I guess now I really have to sell my bike. Thanks a lot.
"Alas, poor Hans! I knew him, James Burleigh; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment, that were won't to set the table on a roar?"
****...Your English is as bad as your Spanish.

 
"Alas, poor Hans! I knew him, James Burleigh; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment, that were won't to set the table on a roar?"
****...Your English is as bad as your Spanish.
Boy, you know it, AJ. Whoever wrote that piece of crap didn't know shit about English. Or writing.

 
"Alas, poor Hans! I knew him, James Burleigh; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment, that were won't to set the table on a roar?"
****...Your English is as bad as your Spanish.
Boy, you know it, AJ. Whoever wrote that piece of crap didn't know shit about English. Or writing.
Everyone knows Shakespeare was a fraud. I read it on the internet, so it must be true.

And even though I was forced to read 5 or 6 of his plays through high-school and college , including Hamlet, I'm not really a fan.

 
Hi Hans -

You've talked about this kind of thing before and it's great that you're whatever the opposite of impulsive is. Your shorter rides to the train are still rides, just shorter. Plus, you still are on the same 600 lb bike and the ATGATT procedure is a bigger chunk of what the commute entails.

What about something really different? Find yourself a fun little run around to play with on the week ends? Maybe a KLR or WeeStrom?

In flying, every pilot wishes for something bigger and faster. Then, they get to be captains of the biggest 747s and A380s wistfully longing for a J-3 Cub.

 
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Because my company knows, I'm on my bike and hell will have to freeze over, before I Bluetooth my crackberry to my intercom system.
I can certainly relate to what you say, but when you have your crackberry paired through your intercom it can open up a whole bunch of new riding time for you. Besides, you don't have to answer it. ;)

PS - Sorry for the goofed up initial reply
Fred,

I bet that this will and can open a whole new thing for me and my riding experience, yet I truly enjoy to be just me, the bike, the road,,well and hmm wifey, when I'm too fast and she yells at me LOL.

I'm also one of those guys, who like to fly, because the most airliners don't offer wifi yet, which is a true blessing for me, quiet time, a rare gift in a hectic environment.

V

RPK

 
I have brainwashed my daughters, if you walked up to them on the street and asked what is the number one rule they would answer "stay dry". Although Erin might stab you before you got too close.
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The number two rule is "if it doesn't feel right, don't do it."

Hans is experiencing the number two rule and should heed the feeling.
Brad,

You and Eric have the best responses -- with Richard and Odot trailing in the rear
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.. And Hans, I agree with all the intelligent replies .... take care Sir.

 
Hans - Again the decision is yours, whatever you do we'll all respect.

Now, let me give you some delivery advice when you're ready to make a decision.

1. Do NOT give risk chart reasons. I thought that was pretty good then I thought it over, and it was lame.

2. Be confident in your decision.

3. Do not ask the forum for its opinion or permission.

3. Use more general terms.

I.e., Ya know I've been really busy, neglecting my riding, I'm just not getting out of it what I did, I rarely ride the bike, I want to pursue other things. So I'm going to put the bike up for sale and launch into a new phase of life. I may buy another one, I may not. We'll see if I need the utuls for pleasure.

So FJRForum gang, I'll hang out here every so often but I'll be laying low.

Ride safe!

Just tryin' to help... ;)

 
I know you want to think they were kidding when they said "grow a pair"... They weren't.

And as for something new and exciting, forget the DLR or Weestrom... try an 18 YO.

Ooops, did I say that out loud?

Nevermind,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

 
Hans,

Eat a "big 'ol bag of fucking M&M's" and call me in the morning.

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Seriously, quit using the FJR as a commuting weapon and stick to riding for fun.

I hope you stick around. We need all of the classy people we can get. (I'm looking at you, Carver!)

 
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Hans, just step away from the commute for a while. Let the bike sit. IIRC, you just bought it recently and don't have a large fortune in it. It won't spoil sitting for a while. If in a year or so it is still not being used and is getting in the way, then sell it. I'm pretty sure it will be worth almost as much as it is now in a year or more. If it was 20k worth sitting there then I'd have to look at it differently. Good luck, whatever you do.

 
I have brainwashed my daughters, if you walked up to them on the street and asked what is the number one rule they would answer "stay dry". Although Erin might stab you before you got too close.
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The number two rule is "if it doesn't feel right, don't do it."

Hans is experiencing the number two rule and should heed the feeling.
Brad,

You and Eric have the best responses -- with Richard and Odot trailing in the rear
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.. And Hans, I agree with all the intelligent replies .... take care Sir.
Whatever you do....don't listen to richard..........he's an ass.

 
Do yourself a hugh favor and don't sell your bike or gear. You will be back.

Your risk appetite will change. The kids will grow up and move out. The house, car , college loans, weddings,wil all be paid off. The sixty hour work week will not take you where you thought it would. All that will be left is you and your adrenaline.

Trust me you will be back.

 
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