I'll Miss You More Than You'll Miss Me

kerncountykid · 12-24-2010, 10:56 PM

This is a sequel. Or maybe a continuation... begin here:
http://www.advrider.com/forums/showthread.php?t=527702

...

August 21

I'm pale and tired in the weird bathroom light. Hot, metallic reverberations beat on the back of my skull and insides of my temples. My ears are still ringing from the thumping sound of my guitar rattling through the hollow walls of the Town Pump, a Little Rock dive bar where my band had our album release show the night before. Dee Dee and I speed through another humid southern mid-day for Dallas where I am to load her up and catch a ride to LA.

When the driver, Michael, meets me in Grapevine nine full hours late he is so bald I firmly believe he was born without hair follicles on his head. After quickly devising a way to load Deed's up (ramp into empty U-Haul, ramp into pickup bed, ride into pickup) I take my place in the crowded king cab. Other riders have paid equal sums for their passage. Q, an opportunity seeking brain and Ricky, bicycle riding hipster, clash ethos' for a thousand miles before I'm unceremoniously dumped in Victorville. They found a 15 year old girls head in a backpack here recently and I'm eager to move on. Ricky forgot his damn backpack on the ground and I have no extra bungees. The stark beauty of my packing system is marred by his bungee hogging sack, which I will return to him in LA after a short detour. Off through the desert.

A_Vasiliev · 12-24-2010, 10:58 PM

Good reading.

rawdog · 12-24-2010, 11:03 PM

Welcome back.

Lornce · 12-25-2010, 04:16 AM

Stay focused.

ScottFla · 12-25-2010, 07:31 AM

From one excellent Honda 550 RR to another, I'm in :)

kerncountykid · 12-26-2010, 02:33 PM

I slept on my sheepskin pelt in the desert just outside Edwards Air Force Base. The fat, blue halo of light to the south warned of my proximity to Los Angeles and all of its preternatural happenings. Morning sun transversed the lower sky and a fence post shadow crossed my face. I went from sleep to riding in about three minutes.

The rubber seemed to barely meet the road through Bakersfield, with only a brief stop at the cemetery to pay my respects to G. Ware - the second time I'd done so on my bike, which I was proud of. I cut through the cluttered oil fields and even freed myself of my helmet on the deep switchbacks of Hwy. 41. Morro Rock rose out of the sea and I met my Grandpa at his camper on the coast.

Crna63 · 12-26-2010, 03:12 PM

PinkPillion · 12-26-2010, 03:14 PM

Enjoyed the first one--I am in again.

GB · 12-26-2010, 06:29 PM

A very good intro!

Keep it comin'

ClearwaterBMW · 12-26-2010, 06:36 PM

great reading....
can't wait for the continuation
thanks for sharing with us

CurDog · 12-27-2010, 06:46 AM

Looking forward to this adventure. Keep it coming...

kerncountykid · 12-27-2010, 04:53 PM

Through the vicissitudes of nearly twenty years Justin has been my best accomplice, although our teachers, girlfriends, mothers etc. would probably disagree. I showed up minutes behind our friend Tyler who had flown in from Little Rock. Now a bona fide LA resident, Justin was able to show us the city I had missed on my last, somewhat disastrous trip out.

A mutual friend from Oklahoma, Sam, surfed the feeble afternoon waves with us at Manhattan Beach. A local character flashed a crucifix shaped joint at me at an intersection and I ate more In-N-Out than any one man should. Museums; a ghostly, unlit Hollywood sign; amazing food - nothing disappointed. I even shrugged off the compulsory out-of-towner LA parking ticket.

Jumbo's Clown Room is a self described "exotic dance bar". I'd say it fits snugly in the void between strip club and burlesque show. I've always been fearful of my own weakness towards excess and have avoided swill; I was nearly 25 before I'd ever gotten drunk. So it was no surprise when I managed to get us thrown out of Jumbo's after leering maniacally at Leah, a friend of Justin's, and throwing up and passing out in the bathroom. Tyler snapped this picture outside of the club just before I vomited on the ground, then stumbled out of the car at a Jack In The Box and puked over a retaining wall to a soundtrack of cheers and honking from the cars behind us. I managed to throw up in the shower before finally blacking out in a pile on Justin's floor.

cloudfly · 12-27-2010, 05:20 PM

Enjoyed the first one--I am in again.

eshaw · 12-27-2010, 06:10 PM

Ha, your just learning what a lot of us morons did about booze...

10 or so years later in life than you could have . That experience will teach some of us for a day or 2, but it sounds like you might remember a little longer, and learn from your experiences. I guess well see?

Do keep telling!

kerncountykid · 12-27-2010, 06:24 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by eshaw

Ha, your just learning what a lot of us morons did about booze...

10 or so years later in life than you could have . That experience will teach some of us for a day or 2, but it sounds like you might remember a little longer, and learn from your experiences. I guess well see?

Do keep telling!

Haven't drank since, and I'll NEVER be able to drink Jäger again

12-24-2010, 10:56 PM	#1
kerncountykid ^OP Adventurer Joined: Nov 2009 Location: Little Rock Oddometer: 99	I'll Miss You More Than You'll Miss Me This is a sequel. Or maybe a continuation... begin here: http://www.advrider.com/forums/showthread.php?t=527702 ... August 21 I'm pale and tired in the weird bathroom light. Hot, metallic reverberations beat on the back of my skull and insides of my temples. My ears are still ringing from the thumping sound of my guitar rattling through the hollow walls of the Town Pump, a Little Rock dive bar where my band had our album release show the night before. Dee Dee and I speed through another humid southern mid-day for Dallas where I am to load her up and catch a ride to LA. When the driver, Michael, meets me in Grapevine nine full hours late he is so bald I firmly believe he was born without hair follicles on his head. After quickly devising a way to load Deed's up (ramp into empty U-Haul, ramp into pickup bed, ride into pickup) I take my place in the crowded king cab. Other riders have paid equal sums for their passage. Q, an opportunity seeking brain and Ricky, bicycle riding hipster, clash ethos' for a thousand miles before I'm unceremoniously dumped in Victorville. They found a 15 year old girls head in a backpack here recently and I'm eager to move on. Ricky forgot his damn backpack on the ground and I have no extra bungees. The stark beauty of my packing system is marred by his bungee hogging sack, which I will return to him in LA after a short detour. Off through the desert.

12-25-2010, 04:16 AM	#4
Lornce Lost In Place Joined: Aug 2003 Location: Way Out There. Oddometer: 15,974	Stay focused. __________________ Across Canada on a '83 R80G/S-PD Across Canada on a '71 R50/5 My Garage Of Doom *Wear The Fox Hat*

12-26-2010, 03:12 PM	#7
Crna63 Adventurer Joined: Sep 2007 Location: Jonesboro, AR Oddometer: 47	__________________ ~Bobby

12-26-2010, 03:14 PM	#8
PinkPillion Gnarly Adventurer Joined: Dec 2009 Location: Northeastern California Oddometer: 473	Enjoyed the first one--I am in again. __________________ I'd rather live, than live forever... 10 HUSQVARNA TE250 & 00 BMW R 1150 GS 2up Black Rock Desert Anniversary Ride 4 Days-2up NorCal to Death Valley Black Rock Desert Overnighter

12-26-2010, 06:29 PM	#9
GB Mod Squad Joined: Aug 2002 Location: Toronto, ON Oddometer: 53,454	A very good intro! Keep it comin' __________________ ADV decals, patches & flag? Here

12-24-2010, 11:03 PM	#3
rawdog Studly Adventurer Joined: Nov 2008 Oddometer: 720	Welcome back.

12-25-2010, 07:31 AM	#5
ScottFla Gnarly Adventurer Joined: Dec 2007 Location: Tallahassee, Fl Oddometer: 162	From one excellent Honda 550 RR to another, I'm in :)

12-26-2010, 02:33 PM	#6
kerncountykid ^OP Adventurer Joined: Nov 2009 Location: Little Rock Oddometer: 99	I slept on my sheepskin pelt in the desert just outside Edwards Air Force Base. The fat, blue halo of light to the south warned of my proximity to Los Angeles and all of its preternatural happenings. Morning sun transversed the lower sky and a fence post shadow crossed my face. I went from sleep to riding in about three minutes. The rubber seemed to barely meet the road through Bakersfield, with only a brief stop at the cemetery to pay my respects to G. Ware - the second time I'd done so on my bike, which I was proud of. I cut through the cluttered oil fields and even freed myself of my helmet on the deep switchbacks of Hwy. 41. Morro Rock rose out of the sea and I met my Grandpa at his camper on the coast.

12-26-2010, 06:36 PM	#10
ClearwaterBMW The Examiner Joined: Jul 2005 Location: Clearwater, FL USA Oddometer: 4,744	great reading.... can't wait for the continuation thanks for sharing with us __________________ Greg '07 K1200 GT '11 R1200 GS Adventure with a DMC M72DX Sidecar live life like you mean it... but take your family and friends (and DOGS) along for the "ride"

12-27-2010, 06:46 AM	#11
CurDog Adventurer Joined: Aug 2009 Location: Daytona Beach, FL Oddometer: 54	enjoyed your first RR... Looking forward to this adventure. Keep it coming...

12-27-2010, 04:53 PM	#12
kerncountykid ^OP Adventurer Joined: Nov 2009 Location: Little Rock Oddometer: 99	Through the vicissitudes of nearly twenty years Justin has been my best accomplice, although our teachers, girlfriends, mothers etc. would probably disagree. I showed up minutes behind our friend Tyler who had flown in from Little Rock. Now a bona fide LA resident, Justin was able to show us the city I had missed on my last, somewhat disastrous trip out. A mutual friend from Oklahoma, Sam, surfed the feeble afternoon waves with us at Manhattan Beach. A local character flashed a crucifix shaped joint at me at an intersection and I ate more In-N-Out than any one man should. Museums; a ghostly, unlit Hollywood sign; amazing food - nothing disappointed. I even shrugged off the compulsory out-of-towner LA parking ticket. Jumbo's Clown Room is a self described "exotic dance bar". I'd say it fits snugly in the void between strip club and burlesque show. I've always been fearful of my own weakness towards excess and have avoided swill; I was nearly 25 before I'd ever gotten drunk. So it was no surprise when I managed to get us thrown out of Jumbo's after leering maniacally at Leah, a friend of Justin's, and throwing up and passing out in the bathroom. Tyler snapped this picture outside of the club just before I vomited on the ground, then stumbled out of the car at a Jack In The Box and puked over a retaining wall to a soundtrack of cheers and honking from the cars behind us. I managed to throw up in the shower before finally blacking out in a pile on Justin's floor.

12-27-2010, 05:20 PM	#13
cloudfly Banned Joined: Dec 2010 Oddometer: 25	Enjoyed the first one--I am in again.

12-27-2010, 06:10 PM	#14
eshaw slow learner Joined: Sep 2007 Location: denver, co Oddometer: 150	perfect Ha, your just learning what a lot of us morons did about booze... 10 or so years later in life than you could have . That experience will teach some of us for a day or 2, but it sounds like you might remember a little longer, and learn from your experiences. I guess well see? Do keep telling! __________________ I know that when one door closes another always opens... but man these dark hallways are a bitch

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