Showing posts with label court. Show all posts
Showing posts with label court. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

more anger management

hello folks,

From this day forward, I hope to write more often. much more. not only about cycling, although it will be at the core of course. for I have been denied the right to drive for another year. the NC DMV has no love for me. as easily as I could go tie one on, like most people would, I'm thinking about going for a ride. it's 8 o'clock at night. just got home and went to the box, opened the letter, and almost fainted. I'm still in my bike clothes. I am going to need some more chocolate to get thru this night! maybe a cigar too...

one thing is certain-there will be a little anger in my legs for a while. just shout me out if I go storming off on a ride. it'll take a bit to leave it all out there, but I look forward to the K's we'll cover together this year. the NC rando's are some of the best folks I know, and I'm glad to call you my friends :)

fellow cyclers are welcome to come drive my car too. i'd like to pitch-in as much as I can.

gotta call the boss now, break the news, and see if I can have saturday off to go ride a 400K!!

peace and love,

big daddy

ps: Yo Adrian, you'll be on the road with us forever.....

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

i'm OK, new chapter

as i start this post, i'm not sure about my feelings or what to say. i went to court today and was given "the minimum" sentencing for a 2nd DWI. 4 weekends in jail, $500 fine, $125 costs, no community service, and 24 mos. supervised probation..... supervised. have to see an officer every month and can't leave the state, hell, county really without prior arrangement. i would have gladly fed people in a shelter, or fixed up old bikes for kids, for a couple hundred hours and given to the community instead of this. i may not go to the most important fair of the year for us because of this. this is bad. this happened on a scooter. i wasn't really driving. i wont drive until i'm 50. i will never get a CDL. no rootbeer truck. can't haul it. thanks to a scooter, and booze. i'm done with drinking. i'm sick of sprawl. i'm thinking about living where bikes are an accepted means of transportation. where it's normal to cycle, daily, to the store, work, wherever. not abnormal. where not having a car is OK, not wierd. because i'm OK, not wierd.