Vesparado, why don’t you stay? When the open road calls, the heart answers. Two wheels set one free.

I’ve seen a lot of motorcycles in my time, but yesterday took the cake. 

Alone Time Gallery is around the corner from my hose. There are exhibits there. I’ve been. I know the owner, ‘natch. She, like most people, is very nice. She is a natural blonde. She had company.

I always think a good name for a bar would the Alone Time Tap Room. I would go there. I appreciate the pleasure of my company. Somebody has to.

I was somewhere when I saw my dream bike. If only it could carry a passenger. I love my Vespa, but that Honda reliability is all it’s cracked up to be.

John Wayne rode a Honda Cub. I would like to join that club. Just as you will meet the nicest people on a Vespa, you will meet the nicest people on a Honda. Honda came up with that tagline first, for the Cub. Its top speed is 65mph. What a bike!

Then, I went to City Park. I watched some water scooters. Whee! What fun! Safety first.

Mikes Hardware & Supply didn’t have the hardware I was looking for. “You’re going to have to go to Lowe’s,” Anette said.

So, I went to Lowe’s. There is always ample parking.

A riding lawnmower costs $2099, new. Craftsman Brand, that’s a Sears & Roebuck company. Not anymore. That name was leased out years ago. The mowers are made in China. The whole world is smoke and mirrors. 

You cannot buy a Vespa at Lowe’s. The world would be a better place if you could. There would be much less traffic congestion. Just don’t drive like me. I’m a menace to society.

The Prom of Doom was last Saturday. I only bring this up because I found a picture. It sure was dark at the Prom of Doom. It was gloomy. My people.

Eventually, I went home. The Vespa was tired after a day full of adventures. The streetlights were bright. This is why we keep the shutters drawn. Happiness loves privacy.

When you are in New Orleans, you know where to stay.