shit saint louisans say.

So, I wrecked my MB5 on our second ride together. This guy pulled out from a side street probably 75 feet away from me, and the only thing I could do is lock up my brakes, I high sided that bike (holy shit the new Image search on Google is SLICK!)…

And here is some aftermath… Just a warning, not terrible, but bloody none the less.




So, I went into work that day (right?!), Worked yesterday, today I have a few hours off before work, slept without an alarm (till 11:30, fuck yeah!!), but work 4pm - 12am. I really, really just want a day off so I can muck around the house, lay around with my leg propped up, and just heal. But alas, that waits until Sunday.