The Sandies met up this morning on a mix of two and three wheelers, like a vehicular buffet where everyone gets a little bit of everything. We embarked on an early morning adventure. It was a culinary quest that would make any stomach quiver with anticipation.
Kasey K, the newest Sandie, astride his Indian steed was the last to arrive at Good Things Donuts. It was a good time to cover the pre-ride brief. Now, let me pause here to clarify something: not all Sandies have a full Happy Meal. Some are missing a few fries, if you catch my drift. Take Sandy S, for instance—certifiable, no doubt. But like circling sharks, the other Sandies can’t wait to hop on the short bus (not the literal one; that’s reserved for field trips).
Then there’s Tony G and Bobby B, the dynamic duo of puns. They’re like a comedy routine waiting to happen. Picture this: JoeJoe and George were discussing the new member checklist and Bobby B pops up on the radio, says in deadpan, “I think of Casey Kasem to remember Kasey K.” Now, for those of you who remember the Top 40 Countdown Show hosted by—you guessed it—Casey Kasem. This is pure gold. George barely got out, "Holly Cow, I haven't thought about Casey Kasem in years!" when Tony G chimes in: “So you can say the Sandies made the Top 40.”
Cue the silence, broken only by the hum of motors and the gentle swish of tires against asphalt.
Now, I’d expect this kind of wordplay from Tommy N, Bobby, or JoeJoe, but Tony G? Who knew he was harboring a secret stash of puns? It’s like finding a hidden snake in the picnic basket—unexpected and slightly alarming. Hey, we’ve got a whole collection of these punsters in the Sandies. To think Tony G is part of that club—it’s enough to break a Cat Herder’s heart.
Speaking of words, during breakfast, I casually dropped “proclivity” into the conversation. You’d think I’d exposed the Sandies to raw uranium. “What did he say?” “Where did that come from?” The expressions ranged from baffled to mildly impressed. But fear not, I’m no sesquipedalian (that’s someone who uses long words just to show off). I’m just a rider with a penchant for vocabulary and apparently self-inflicted linguistic injuries.
Mark S, sans Lorna, regaled us with the saga of his quest to corner the Blueberry Crown Royal market. Retirement hobbies, folks—sometimes they involve more than just shuffleboard and early-bird specials.
And where did this breakfast adventure unfold? North 85 Diner/Penny's Place, north of Crestview. It’s the official kickoff for the Sandie Breakfast Ride Season. We covered about 125 miles, discovered a freshly paved road, and plotted our next escapade in Okie-Dokie County. Because life’s too short to ride boring roads, my friends.
So here’s to the Sandies as we raise our Root Beer high, the puns, the proclivities, and the pursuit of breakfast bliss. May your wheels keep turning, your jokes keep groaning, and your adventures keep rolling down those newly paved highways. When in doubt, remember to clasp that punster snake to your bosom and ride on.
A special Thank You to Sandy S and JoeJoe for the excellent pictures
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