Topic: "Crotch Rocket Delite"(4)
To say that a fundamental behavioral change is underway in America is an understatement of fact. Skyrocketing costs for energy, transportation, basic goods and services, and recreation have an impact on how people spend, save, invest, and worry. Frodo was thinking heady thoughts as he and Sam returned from several days of "r & r" at Lake Lovey, joined by their faithful companions Fiona and Mick, the Wonder Dog. It took Sam however to properly spin the observable, thereby extending Frodo the opportunity to pontificate as they drove merrily along the byways in their motor car.
Frodo has likened motorcyclists to women seated at the same table in a dining establishment. They cannot do anything alone. Frodo breaks into an apoplectic fit when he observes motorcycles ahead, always more than a half dozen at a time, spaced far enough apart that they cannot be safely passed on any two-lane road. Invariably, when Frodo is identified, the motorcyclists further decrease their collective speed to a level unacceptably below the posted requirements. Frodo is forced to wait, and Frodo finds himself growing increasingly less patient with events that fall beyond his control.
Frodo was considering the economics of the present situation while eating the dust of one such group of miscreants this day. Likely it is that the high-mileage available to motorcyclists will further plague Frodo's solitude in days to come. As he pondered, and displayed his curmudgeon-like tendencies, Frodo heard Sam comment on the physical make-up of the imitation "bandits" and "angels" in his path.
"You know, Mr. Frodo, when I was younger, we would look at motorcyclists as something very masculine, and romantic. James Dean and Peter Fonda are both examples of what we young Hobbits would see whenever a lone motorcycle roared into the distance of the open road."
"The romance is gone now, is that your point?," asked Frodo.
"Just look at those guys, Mr. Frodo. They have round faces, scruffy beards, shapeless torsos, and they are wrapped in cheap cordovan leather. Even if one were even half-way good-looking, there'd be no way to tell. It is so uni-sex, that girls can't be identified except when riding behind the 'pilot'."
Frodo took note. Frodo is always gleeful when he is the best-looking Hobbit in the room; or on the road. Sam has a way of making Frodo less curmudgeon-like. Perhaps it is a gift.
Now where is that CD, "Born to be Wild"?