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Dudes, I hate to say it but those to grill ideas are actually pretty cool..

Here's is the prettiest one ever made.....LOL.

This week I met with RDawson and picked up one of his lift adapter w/ legs. First, he is a great guy and fabricator. Today, I was able to put the lift to use. It is extremely well made and simple to use. Since this was my first time to lift my RSV, it took a bit of gentle persuasion to get the rod thru the second tab on the underside of the bike. Once in, tap it thru and lift away. Bolt on the legs (perfect fit) and lower it onto the legs. It is now sitting rock steady and solidly elevated and ready for service. Thanks Ronnie. My only regret is not getting it sooner.

Lost my bell some time back.

We'll let this one run for about a week. Lets say Saturday the 17th around noon.

A biker leaves work one evening and thinks to himself: " It's Friday, I just got paid and it's been a long, hard week. I think I will take the long way home and clear my head." As sometimes happens, the biker pulls into his drive on Sunday afternoon. Sure enough his lady is waiting at the door for him. "What do you mean? Leaving like that without even a call. Gone all weekend long! Leaving me here! You could have been dead and I wouldn't even know where you are!" she shouted. "How would you like it if you didn't see me for a few days?" Now the biker is getting angry that she is spoiling his good mood, so he shouts back "That would be just fine by me!" Sure enough, Monday comes around and he doesn't see her. On Tuesday he still doesn't see her. On Wednesday he sees her...just a little bit out of one eye.

This really happened. My wife has been a nurse a long time and specializes in being a surgical nurse. We decided at one time to take the opportunity for me to get my Master's degree in counseling. One class was in Family Therapy and part of a big assignment was to ask friends some questions about being married. If that was not an option we could use our spouse. At this point my friends were avoiding me because I was asking too many questions. So one evening were sitting down, she was reading a paper. I decided to ask her the questions for the school assignment but do it in a way she would not know, or so I thought. I hid the questions in a book and after a few minutes it went something like this. Me - Can you believe we have made it this many years being married. Her - Sure. (She never looked up from her paper or even pretended to pay attention to what I was saying.) Me - Most never make it this far. Her - Nope. Me - Many marriages don't make it this far. Her - OK. (Now was my opening.) Me - So on a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being the best, how do you think we are doing? Her without looking up - Honey I love you but I will make a deal with you. You stop playing counselor with me and I promise not to do surgery on you while you sleep. I put the questions up then because somehow that sounded as fair a deal as I was going to get.