Born to Be Wild
I must confess: I’ve always loved the idea of owning a motorcycle, but I’ve never really worked up the nerve to actually buy one, get the license, and go vrooming around the hills. Little too risky, you know. Well, now that I’m a widower with grown kids, I’ve decided I’m gonna do it. I’m gonna get the damn Harley and ride it. Trouble is, my children, both in their mid-30s, are insisting that I don’t. “You’ll go straight through a billboard, Dad!”
So what do I tell them? In a way, what they say makes sense. Should I ignore them or play it safe?
So you’re ready to make your lifelong Peter Fonda, Easy Rider fantasy come true? Or do you see yourself channeling Steve McQueen, who was the coolest man ever? And then there’s Bruce Springsteen who is a total hottie. Any of those smokin’ choices would be welcome in my motorcycle dreams.
Your question is tricky, however, as it’s a sexy, exciting idea but it might also be too late and risky depending on your vision, reflexes, bone density and insurance coverage. If you can stay clear of billboards, cars, and trees, you might pull off this lifelong dream.
When I go out on my bike I am scared shitless. Every time I see a car I realize I am like a bug that will just go squish on the road if they hit me. It doesn’t stop me from the fun of biking, but I do a lot of “praying” and yelling at drivers who don’t look both ways.
“Get your motor runnin’
Head out on the highway
Looking for adventure
In whatever comes your way
You were born, born to be wild”
What Cher and Mick Jagger Have in Common
I was big fan of Sex and the City and fell in love with Samantha’s boyfriend/lover Smith. I am a sixty-six-year-old accomplished artist and widow who is out once again in the dating world. Are there any Smiths left for me? He was hot, fun and kind. Can I find a guy like that or is it too late at my age?
What a coincidence — I was asking myself the same Smith question last week. I was a big Sex and the City fan also. He was scrumptious with that hot body and head of thick blond hair. He even looked gorgeous when he shaved it off for Samantha. That sealed the deal for me.
As for finding an age appropriate facsimile, I haven’t had any luck. But hold on a sec…to hell with age appropriate. No one blinks when a man marries/dates a woman half his age. It’s a big ho hum. Cher is engaged to a guy forty-five years younger. A stretch, but a nod to Mick Jagger who is 79 with a six-year-old.
I don’t know if you’ll find a duplicate Smith but widen your search. Start up a conversation with the hottie in line at Starbucks, or a cutie at Whole Foods who needs help picking a cantaloupe. There’s always conversation to be found in the produce department.
I think I’ll take my own advice! I know a ripe cantaloupe when I see one.
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