This has been super fun. I have really enjoyed playing along with Kathy’s Brave, Bold Blogger Challenge. I’ve been pretty slack on it as we’ve been winding down so today, I’ll just whip out the final four installments.
- How you make a living
- Selfie, captured specifically for your post
- Childhood photo
- The first song that comes into your head and why
Here we go…
I’m not entirely sure what to blog about with the topic of Spice. I know that spices are valuable and useful. I know wars have been fought over them. That’s kinda silly though.
Hey… my soup tastes like garbage. Let’s go kill those guys.
That doesn’t make much sense.
I am enjoying the BBBC thing. But I feel like todays topic was designed to make me look bad. LOL!
Ummmm…. Today is a little like the shoes post. Hopefully the meaning of my blog name is:
I am a fan of trying to make my kids be able to change a tire before they’re allowed to drive. They may never need to do it, but if they have to, it’s an important skill.
Same with maps and GPS and navigation systems. If you find yourself in a place where the GPS signal is not available, you better be able to read a map.
That being said, I don’t even carry paper maps with me when I travel.
This is an interesting and timely topic. As I daydream and fantasize about taking longer and longer trips on the motorcycle, I start to think of the time between saddle time. The time when I am not actually riding. Sometimes in my daydreams I’m camping, other times I’m in a hotel… but not a big chain hotel; a little bed and breakfast.
Either way, when I’m watching the scene play out, I am reading a book. I might be reading around a firepit or in a chair in the room or maybe just taking a break reading under a tree.
But what is the book I’m reading?
As ToadMama rightly points out, having just one best friend is a little weird. Perhaps when I was little and didn’t know very many people I would have said “Brett is my best friend” and meant it. But now-a-days, I know so many more people. I don’t like any one of them to the exclusion of the others.
That being said, there are a few that I do consider to be “among my very best friends”.
I tend to be very streaky. I will latch on to one thing and be totally dedicated to it for a while. Then, for whatever reason, it’ll pass and I’ll latch on to something else. For this reason, it’s hard for me to pick a “favorite” snack food.
But there is one thing. I believe it should be classified as a Schedule I drug. Something with no medical use and a high potential for abuse. I speak of:
The white cheddar Cheez-It.
Man oh man… I love cherry tomatoes. An as has been pounded into us, tomatoes are fruit. So it counts.
Here we have a cow. On one motorcycle ride a few years ago, me and 100 of my best friends went on a charity ride through rural Wisconsin.
As we were riding along, we came upon a guy running on the road side of a fence. That was weird. He was really haulin’! He was running with a purpose!