Scootin’ season has officially begun;  I rode the scooter all last week.  Why yes, it DID rain a few days, and yes I DID get very wet, thanks for asking.  Better soaked on the scoot than dry on the bus though.  (We’ll see how long that sentiment holds up.)  I rode the motorcycle for the first time today.  CHILLY!!  I haven’t figured out the science behind it, but it is a proven fact that 35 degrees on the motorcycle is a lot colder than 35 degrees on the scooter.  I think that little windshield may help out a lot.  Hopefully my teeth will stop chattering in time for the ride home.

I’d rate that about the most boring weekend on record.  Considering my usual mundane schedule, that is quite an accomplishment.  I was feeling rather beat-down on Friday, so I stopped by the Brooksider for about 30 minutes and then headed home.  I got a new (work) laptop so I spent most of the evening getting that all set up.  How’s that for excitement??  I did watch a movie later in the evening, solely because it was Friday night and I didn’t want to go to bed at 8:30.  I can’t remember the name of it but it was absolutely horrible.  It was so bad I ended up rather angry that I had even watched it.  For two hours I stared at it waiting for a plot, or even some vague point, to develop.  Never happened.  I even randomly skipped through it afterward to  see if maybe I had dozed off during some critical scene.  Nope, it was just bad.

Saturday developed in the absolute pinnacle of boredom.  I accomplished nothing what-so-ever.  One perfectly good weekend day down the tubes, never to be recovered.  Didn’t even walk the dog.  I kept telling myself it was due to the inclement weather, but it really wasn’t even raining at our house.  I guess we went to lunch at The Well.  Split a turkey wrap.  Good grief even our lunch was boring.

Sunday I spent the day tethered to the smoker, cooking a brisket for Float Trip this coming weekend.  Not exactly an exciting day by any stretch, but at least I could say I did something with my time.  I dug the motorcycle out of storage too.  That thing has been hard to start the first time over the last two years I’ve had it, so I was ready for a few hours of messing around with it.  This year it fired right up;  Guess it was tired of this winter too.  By the time the brisket was done it was bed-time.  At least I hope it’s done, I didn’t really slice into it.  It was on the cooker 12 hours though, I’d like to think it should be tender after that much time.