Adjusted My Suspension
I was just adjusting the suspension on my 10R, and I was staring at the spring on the rear shock, and something occured to me at that moment:
It was 1986, and I was listening to a Billy Ocean song on the radio, and the toast was burning..and it smelled really, really bad, so we took the next train out to Berlin. Everything was unrecognizable thru the train's windows, but we passed the time by talking about marketing strategy and corporate communication in a fast-paced information society. As the night grew darker, the train picked-up speed and started to disengage from the tracks. People were looking out their windows while shaking their heads. The moon was bright and the cactus plants in the dessert blew over as the train flew over the tops of them...The train began to climb straight into the air, and the steel wheels had flames coming of them and the passengers looked at eachother and screamed while digging their nails into the armrests. And the conductor came on the pa system and said: Do it..take your mamma out all night, yea, and show her what it's all about, get her jacked-up on some cheap champagne, and let the good times all hang out! So we were like whoa that's heavy.
About 3 years later, Me, Larry, and Ben are down at "Flywheel's Evening Groove" smokin'-up the dance floor..hey Camille...keep the Gin-N-Tonics flowin', would ya? So we go up the coastline looking for some sort of seafood joint, but instead we walk right into a hornets nest. The chuckwagon stopped in the middle of the road and two female cattle rustlers named Martika and Jess, come flying at me with lassos in hand, before I knew it, I was hog-tied and carried into the emperor's palace...and the girl in the back said get ready to attack and it turned into ballroom blitz. Bert and Rob got outta there quick man, but the girls were starting to overpower me, they were coming-on in drones..Only one alternative left...Get on the horn with Crockett and Tubbs. The Dade County Sheriff's Division sent out the calvery late evening. We needed to get back to the "Evening Groove" to put a call in to Camille, the the Gin girl. But how, man? when...ahhh fired it up with Diamond Dave and ...and what..Whoaa, wait..it's now 6 years earlier and now were back on Sarah's couch staring at the bong on the coffee table. Smoke lingers in the air as we look at eachother with funny eyes. Ahhhhhhh..awe she's beautiful alright..nothing like her in the whole world. She's on time..I'm on the case, pick up the phone, no time to waste..she got the beat, and here comes some.
I woke up the next morning a bit confused about everything, and I realized that screwing with that suspension on that ZX10 earlier in the day may have adversely affected my psycho-social ability to replicate current-day thought. Thus eluding to mechanical back-flash and banana-bang soup, which is often served with a thin slice of love-em-up style pepperoni jack inside-out hit-em style roll-around cherry burn jelly-figgy wraps. They are good to eat.
But all-in-all, it was a good day to adjust my suspension.
Have at it, one time, and see if you like it.
Gettin' jiggy wit it!