First of all, I submit this photo of downtown this evening. Streets closed, vendors and music, and lots and lots of motorcycles. And motorcycles are not my thing. Mostly due to the fact that other than being a risk to others, I would most definitely be a risk to myself. Not to mention my bear making abilities. But I thought it might be interesting to see all the hoopla from a safe distance – safe for them and for me.
Then, if you ever wondered where the Chick-fil-a billboard cows hang out when they are finished with their shift, they are here - here, hanging out in a fenced in yard under curfew, not allowed out to go downtown and hang out with the bikers. Let me tell you, they seemed really bummed out about it too. Free the cows! Free the cows!
Lastly, as the sun began to set, my husband and I talked a good long time about whether sharing this sort of excitement was too much for the blog and whether or not I should put a disclaimer at the beginning.
We wondered if there might be a few readers with delicate constitutions. Then we decided to take a chance – throw caution to the wind – have a “nothing ventured, nothing gained” kind of attitude about it. I think this is a close as I will get to being a biker chick.
Vroom. Vroom. Vroom.