What Andy Likes

Hello all, I am about to attempt the hardest, most challenging and most complex written piece in my existence. Yes, it's going to be even harder than composing that intricate essay about the complexities of authoritarian versus facilitating approaches in the context of 21st century educational leadership. It's even going to be harder than writing that poem for my wedding speech. But I must do it. It has to be done. It will be done. Quite a while ago I started riding motorcycles. I was in my mid 20s and up until that point in my life, I had never ridden. My mum, as beautiful and wonderful that she is, would never let me ride a bike while I was little (you know, seventeen-ish little) and if she had her way today, she'd stop me in a second. But she doesn't, because that's how awesome she is. Against the wishes of everyone around me, it would have appeared that one day I just decided to ride and that was that. But this is not so. As I was growing up, sneakily and ...

No, I'm not talking about the thing in my pants, I am talking about my semi-modded Ducati. It's a 2002 620ie and I got the complement of my life when some apparent "bike enthusiast" said..."What year is it? 1986?" I smiled and watched as his face sunk as I outlined it's young heritage. The original Ducati Monster, no bike is more stylish.

The definition of modern cool....I'd ride it just for the weird looks I'd receive...

Japan's bullet trains are awesome. Soooo fast and convenient, the new 500 series looks great!

Last week, I found out Softride stopped making bikes. It was a sad, dark depressing day for me. I have owned two softrides now and I love them. I still have two sitting under the house, waiting to be found, ridden once again...RIP Softride...