I just drove a motorcycle from one house to another with a truck...
I just drove a motorcycle from one house to another with a truck... [edit: because I don't know how to ride a motorcycle yet, but like I told Alex, I know how to drive a stickshift vehicle and how to ride a bike, so isn't a motorcycle just a stickshift bike?] And none of the truck, the motorcycle, or either house is mine. Welcome, I'm George and I do strange things. So do you, but they're probably not strange in the context within which you live... maybe they'd be strange to an Egyptian microbus driver? Or to an East Bay programmer? Or to a conservative Texan rancher? I like all of these people, so I've come to terms with the fact that I do strange things. Anyway, Alex and Connor just gave me a motorcycle (to borrow and learn on and look after), a book ( Long Way Down , which looks awesome), a bunch of tips about where Alex used to live in Oakland including Rico's Diner which is within walking distance and serves everything necessary to make your own t...