Making Mommy Unhappy

My mother hates the very idea of me getting on a motorcycle. I talked to her on the phone the other day and when I mentioned it, she told me she didn’t want to hear anything more about it. She just wants to pretend that motorcycles don’t exist.

The thing is, I’m picking up the bike on 2 July, the day after I graduate from the MSF course and get my full M1 license. I’m also taking 2-4 July off work, basically so I can take some rides in the low-traffic roads around my house, and get used to riding.

If I feel good about my skills, I’m gonna start commuting on Thursday the 5th. We’ll see.

Now, my grandmother is still alive, and lives with my mother, and she is having her…I dunno…89th or 90th birthday on Saturday, the 7th of July. And if I do feel good about my abilities, a ride to my mom’s house would be great. Even though she lives right off Interstate 215, I can pretty much take the old, sparsely-traveled 395 highway to Temecula, which is a very nice ride, and goes through part of a national forest, then take the desert roads that parallel the 215 north up to my mother’s house in Wildomar.

On the other hand, my mother will have a cow if she hears the Harley snarl, and sees me show up at the door in riding gear.

Maybe it shows a lack of respect for her fears and feelings, but I’d really like to do it anyway.

Author: Dale Franks

Dale Franks is the former host of The Business Day, ”a daily, four-hour business and financial news program on KMNY Radio in Los Angeles. From 2002-2004, he was a contributor on military and international affairs for TechCentralStation.com. Currently, he a publisher and editor of the monthly political journal The New Libertarian, as well as an editor of the popular web log, Q and O. Dale served as a military police officer in the United States Air Force from 1984 to 1993, in variety of assignments both in the United States and Europe, where he also was assigned to the staff of the Headquarters of Allied Forces Central Europe. In addition to broadcasting, writing, and speaking on various topics, Dale has also been a long-time technical training instructor on a variety of computer software and technology subjects. Dale has also long been involved with information technology as an accomplished web designer, programmer, and technologist, serving as the corporate knowledge specialist for Microsoft Outlook at SAIC, the nation's largest employee-owned corporation. Additionally, he is the author of a number of software user guides used for classroom training by one of Southern California’'s premier computer training and consulting firms. His book, SLACKERNOMICS: Basic Economics for People Who Find Economics Boring, is available from Barnes & Noble.

2 thoughts on “Making Mommy Unhappy”

  1. Hey Dale,

    Congrats on the bike!. I got my 883C aboout 3 weeks ago. I know exactly what you’re going through waiting for the day you get your bike. My friends and family must have been sick of hearing me talk about the bike before I got it.

    I couldn’t help but post a comment on this entry, because my mom reacted exactly the same way as yours has. When I would try and bring the bike up in conversation, she would just say she doesn’t want to know anything about it. She’s fine with it now though. I sat her down and explained the difference between a cruiser and a crotch rocket. My girlfriend has also come around to the bike now. She still hasn’t been on it with me yet, but we’ll get there eventually.

    Anyway good luck with the bike! You’re going to love it! Oh, and don’t forget RIDE SAFE!!

  2. My mother was a surgical nurse for twenty years. Do you know what they call bikes? “Donorcycles”. As in: organ donors.

    I hate to mention this, mate. I’m most certainly not here to crash the party. Please believe me. But that poor woman prepared herself to catch the phone-call with news of my death every day for years on end.

    I really don’t know quite how to manage the news of your 1200C, Dale. I love the *idea*, Jesus knows I do. But when I think about the general state of irrationality in America today, you couldn’t put me on a street bike with a gun to my head anymore.

    For god’s sake, be careful out there.

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