Cadillac Angels playing in Jerome, went for the afternoon and dinner.
Douglas Mansion, and Little Daisy headstock.
I wandered a bit, down narrow streets, maybe looking for a home, here.
I 'found" my old bike, sitting three doors down from where I had dinner,
Now I know where the new owner saw it for sale, couple of months ago.
Just like yesterday I parked it in front of the Spirit Room and the Vaquero,
Different bike, but the same plate, too.
Something new for me, weird feelings about old bikes, vs old girlfriends, , ,
Ride them around town, take them on big adventures,
good times, sunny and warm, bad weather, wet and slippery, with a side of "Oh Shit"
Live with them for years, spend money on looks, love them,
I wonder how fond of old girlfriends I could be, if I find them on the street, someday ?
Bat sh*t crazy with multiple personalities, I'll pass, , ,