The day after I picked up my bike, my internet was out for two whole days (WHY do we tolerate this in the First World??). The owners manual is still somewhere in Oregon. So after having spent two days learning how NOT to change the low beam bulb (I'll let you guess I how went about it..
), I was on my way back from the Kawi shop for the third time, this time in my cage because I was too frustrated and ticked off to ride my Honda anymore, when it came to me: "Sheldon". He's incredibly...bright. And he's a royal pain in the butt, but with a definite childlike quality that makes you absolutely love him anyway!
