Working on bike while on the sidestand, intending to change both the shocks, because the top eye of the left side shock had cracked off. SO, Mr. Genius here loosens and removes the top bolt from the RIGHT side shock, and shrieks like a little girl when the whole rear end of the bike suddenly drops and bottoms out. Well, that bike weighs a lot more than I thought, and darned if I could absolutely NOT lift the rear end up enough to get the top mounting bolt through the eye of the new shock. Dragged the bike across the garage, threw a ratchet pulley and rope over the rafter, and managed to hoist and heave until I got the rear end high enough to quickly slip the top bolt through the eye with one hand while pulling on the rope with the other. What should have been a 20 minute job took two hours, a beer, and a whole lot of advil for the muscle strain. Live and learn.
Funniest dumb thing I ever WITNESSED was a boyhood friend popping wheelies on his little Honda CT-90 in the backyard. Loads of fun. Then another of our friends wanted to try it. He got the front end up, but couldn't stop the bike. There was a swimming pool involved...
Ah, and I will tell a story about my ex-wife. She was actually quite beautiful and a nice shapely lass. She's on the back of the bike one beautiful summer day as we ride down the Coast Highway. We're getting LOTS of honking and thumbs up, I figure it's because well, it's a really nice bike and she's pretty cute. This went on for about 8 miles or so. As we came to a stoplight, she suddenly realizes that her little cropped t-shirt has blown up above her bosoms, and they are giving everyone quite the nice show! (and I do mean NICE). Gave new meaning to the idea of riding a "British Twin"....