[uncltodd]

Gunrack and I did our first parade last night.

Whining little blonde I work with coerced me.

Only 3,200 in my little town, the Christmas parade is a big deal.

We formed up on a side street where we choked on exhaust fumes for 30 minutes. Our main street is only six blocks long.

We came around the corner onto the main street and GOOD LORD! Police chief later estimated beween 4,000 and 5,000 people!

Whiny chickened out when I told her to saddle up on the cowling between the roll bars.

"I can't! I can't! Look at all the peeepuuul!"

"If you don't get your skinny young butt up on the cowling, I'll kill the engine and the parade stops right here."

She continued squalling and whining so I killed the engine.

She jumped up on the cowling and the parade continued.

There were so many people that I had to blip the throttle every few yards to keep the milling masses out of the middle of the road.

That was my excuse, anyway.

I had fun, Whiny had fun.

The day before, Sweetness told me that if I got a little adrenaline going, I wouldn't notice that it was 45 degrees.

I hate it when she's right.

UT