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What's the deal with girl's jeans these days? What's with the way the waist pulls out in the back pulling away from the body like it's too tight, even when it's not? What's with the belt looking like it's above the jeans and the jeans are trying to fall out underneath it? Maybe it's just so we can see their underwear more? I guess that wouldn't be the worst thing in the world but jeezz.. can't someone build a pair of dungarees that fit?

I went to Rhode Island this weekend and rode they did. Bikes. Lots of them. Weekend of March 15th and there were sport bikes and cruisers and standards all over the place. Lucky bastards down there. I looked for salt on the roads and sand in the corners and black ice and pot holes... but I saw none. Just clean smooth roads and fences. Lucky bastards down there. I looked at the thermometer for the sub-freezing temperatures that would mean extra effort to get the tires warmed up but it was in the 50's. Lucky bastards down there. We drove around the back roads and visited the mansions on the water and saw the big houses up on the hills and the little ones by the sea trying to out do eachother - all empty and silent at 50 degrees in march. We passed a stop light with a girl on her honda, skull-cap sitting atop her mass of long straight hair and a wide grin on her face as the big twin rumbled beneath her. The light turned green.

Saturday evening we went out to eat. We drove for an hour - maybe two - in search of a fine establishment to serve our hunger. We passed an Applebee's and then a Chili's and an Olive Garden and another Olive Garden. We passed a 99 and an outback and a Longhorn's steak grill. We almost stepped into a Macoroni Grill but slipped on by instead, puttering past a McDonal'ds, a Wendy's, and about thirteen Dunkin' Donuts. Then there was the Ground Round and TGI Friday's and not a single original local restaurant was to be found. We finally found a pub and restaurant named Carey's or something irsh and we settled for it as it wasn't franchise and it was great food. There was live music. The tv's played NBA. The prices were fair and the service was great and the lighting nice and subdued. It's a good thing too, cause all those franchises had lounges and waiting areas stacked five deep with a 500 million hour wait.


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