Yesterday I went to my first motorcycle race at Invesco Field in Denver and it was a blast.  Ann, the owner of www.umbrellagirlsusa.com, and a great friend hooked Frank and I up with some VIP passes to the event.  Not only did we have the best seating in the place but Ann gave us a tour of the pits introducing Frank and I to a lot of the riders and told us exactly what was going on in the races.  Frank and I are now Super Moto seasoned veterans.

To top off a really great day Ann, Amanda (she works for Ann and is really cool), Frank, and I  hit up P.F. Changs for dinner.  It is still by far and away the best restaurant around mainly for their Dumplings and Lettuce Wraps.  However, I am still shit with chopstix but Amanda gave me a little help.  Even with some chopstick tutoring I am still terrible and always seem quit eating before I am full because I get frustrated.  Maybe I should eat with chopstix all the time and I would get really lean……or would the frustration cause my cortisol levels to increase thus resulting in custard guts and pudding tits?  I will get back to you on that one.

 However, for the chopstick help I have to pay Amanda back by Fedexing her some Wisconsin Cheese curds which she has never eaten before.  I honestly believe someone haven’t lived until they have eaten cheese curds.

I forgot my camera this weekend with sort of pissed me off because I could have taken some good photos.  However, Frank and Ann took some pictures that I will be able to post but it might take a few days to get them.

Speaking of motorcycles here is a picture of me on my motorcyle when I was little. I was a little ”hillbilly”  as a youngster and loved to ride motorcyle, snowmobile, four wheeler, or pretty much anything motorized.  I actually still do but I don’t get the opportunity to do it much anymore.  Anyway, I loved to give people rides especially my cousin’s friend Gina who is seen on the back in this picture.  (Thanks for the picture Gina).

Shortly after I think I lost my motorcycle privleges for throwing a rock through the front window of our house because Dad did not let me drive the riding lawn mower.  Therefore I had to ride a bicycle .  What fun is that?

I think it is time for dinner but I wanted to say thanks again to Ann for the awesome time this weekend………Thanks Ann.

later, g.