|Like a Professional Wrestler's Girl Friend, Winter can be beautiful and treacherous|
Ice, tree crap, and freezing rain in my driveway
(This and warm milk are definite turn-ons for History Channel buffs)
Swedish Nanny-Eye sapphire that fetched $1.3 million at Northerby's auction house.
Her tanned skin was like baby apricots just beginning to develop their sweetness. Her long, blond hair would streak out behind her as she arrived at our country estate on her new 1936 BMW R3 with the smell of freshly-picked Edelweiss in her hair.
In the end, I was exonerated, paid not a dime in fines, and was set free on my own recognizance. Even the motorcycle cop gave me the thumbs up sign.
The armed LEO told me it was his thumb
It was the end of February, and I was concerned about how to get it from near Pittsburgh to near Philadelphia. There was no way given my level of experience that I was going to ride it on the Turnpike in nice weather, let alone in February, while wearing my jeans, golf jacket, and ski gloves. He offered to deliver it to my house.
|2007 BMW F800ST Delivery Day at Hermy's (Photo by Herman Baver)|