Well here I sit, having returned home from the Chicago motorcycle show this past Sunday. It was a nice show really. I mean, the displays were very nicely set up. It wasn't as large as Cleveland last year, but it was a ncie show.
I had an assinine moment though, that I'm sure you'll get a good laugh out of. I know everyone else was laughing at me, damn people and their eyesight!
Anyway, I visited the Kawasaki display, to see just what it is that some of you see in these ugly green monsters, and I couldn't resist the urge to sit on the zx12. Now this is totally allowed. So I wasn't breaking any rules or anything. The moment of the day came when I went to set the bike back down on its kickstand, which I thought was down, or opened if you will. Now I am fairly sure that I did not put it up, so maybe I rolled the bike forward a bit and it just snapped up the rest of the way. Either way, you guessed it, I tried setting it down and realized that it wasn't going to set down. I got to the point where it should have made solid contact, and it just kept on coming over. I couldn't hold it up, so I dropped it, it fell on my left leg which hurt, and I fell on my girlfriend. Yeah, she backed away from me for about 5 minutes after that. (this is the part where all you guys are supposed to feel for me)
OK yeah...let the flaming begin. I know I am begging for it by posting this, but what the hell. It's all good natured, right Paul?