August 2022 - Greg Rice

PART 1: Urban-ality, Suburban-ality And, as Usual, Motos Suburban infrastructure development sped up during the late 1940’s as many more people began to own automobiles. Back then most post-WW2 returning soldiers and young-adults-in-general wanted a peaceful life with the promise of a safe, calm, quiet home and at least a small a back yard for the kids to play in, hopefully also with a patio having enough space for a grill, a table and a couple of chaise loungers under a sun umbrella. A suburban Shangri-la. Twenty years later many of the children who’d been raised in these bucolically boring places found them (and their similarly boring ‘greatest generation’ parents) a bit too dull and predictable. They wanted something different for themselves as they began moving into adulthood. Along their way through adolescence one of the things some boomer-teens found and liked was motorcycles, many of which were affordable and (cough…cough…) newly reliable. Riding a motorcycle for sport, fun, and for going off to explore America became a thing. For thirty years from the 1970s through the 2000s millions of riders were exploring backroads on bikes loaded up with camping equipment, while others were club road racing sportbikes or stripped-down dirtbikes. It was a true golden age for recreational and sport motorcycling in America. Millions more also just rode around locally, simply because it felt good and looked cool. Bikes figured prominently in mainstream culture and were often used as aspirational props in advertising, in many movies, and on television. Enter Aerostich. Specifically, we pioneered new kinds of rider’s gear to help make using motorcycles a little more comfortable and safer, especially in crummy weather. To help make riding a little better and easier. During this same time dozens of other moto-centric small businesses provided everything else needed to make bikes better looking, better handling, more capable, and (of course) a little faster. Some of them, like us, are still around today. Motorcycles have long been a slightly impractical way for some riding-inclined folks to reconcile their personal mobility requirements with the boring banality of much of today’s built-out postwar infrastructure: Sprawled out acres of strip malls and shopping centers, and of endless suburbs with sharply edged lawns fronting curving side streets, etc. It’s all very comfortable, safe and convenient, but also oh so very boring. I’ve come to believe a challenging, textured life is better for a person in multiple holistically prescriptive, prophylactic ways. So instead of driving a car nearly everywhere I choose to motorcycle or bicycle every chance I get. For me it’s simply more enjoyable to get from A to B riding a bicycle or motorcycle. And this is so regardless of weather. Riding simply helps me feel better, and having decent gear makes doing this a lot easier. There is not much else to write about this. It’s perfectly fine with me if other riders work to curate for themselves only the most optimal riding experiences. Good for them, and I mean it. But even riding through moderately bad weather makes sense to me. Yes, it can be less comfortable and is sometimes a bit riskier, and riding in adverse conditions is always ostracizing, and I never specifically seek it out, yet I still do it. I know this makes me weird. Lastly, if you are experiencing emotional or psychological problems, and you happen to have a reasonable working motorcycle, and you are physically able to ride, you might want to go riding for a while. - Mr. Subjective, May 2026 PS – Even on those perfect summer days a boring back yard with a patio and a grill, or even a small deck off an apartment, is wonderful to be able to come home to. Especially after riding a few miles to get there. --------- PART 2: They Didn’t See You Wanna cut your riding crash-injury risk in half? About 50% of all two-vehicle accidents involving a motorcycle are due to a car or truck driver pulling out of a side road or driveway, or turning left from the opposite lane, directly into the path of an oncoming rider at exactly the wrong time. 100% of them will later say “I didn’t see you.” They did not, and if you require a deeper dive there have been decades of careful academic research on this which you can find with little difficulty. Separately, the largest cause of single vehicle crash injuries involving motorcycle riders is simply riding off the road in a curve and then hitting something solid which does not move. The solution? Learn how to ride a little better. There are many ways to accomplish that, from experimenting carefully in a parking lot to learn your and your bike’s limits, to taking MSF and similar skill-building classes, to spending a day at an elite track school. What can you do about the “…didn’t see you” car-motorcycle crashes? The easiest and least complicated way is to dress so you are easier to see. Wear white, yellow, blaze orange, and hi-viz helmets and gear. These all make a well documented statistically measurable difference. And after such gear has a few thousand miles of wear and little patina, you won’t look overly goofy, either. If you enjoy your riding enough to do it frequently, the bright gear fashion sacrifice is well worth it. Obvious side note: If your bike is unfaired and ‘naked’, bright gear will be more easily noticed by oncoming and side road traffic than it would otherwise be if you ride behind a large windshield or fairing. You can also do something to improve your forward-projecting lighting to help make your bike much more noticeable to drivers just ahead. Start with a brighter headlight, but don’t go overboard or you’ll just irritate more than a few of them. Also, kits which make your headlight flash like it’s some kind of emergency-responder vehicle are available, but they’ll be even more irritating, so don’t be tempted. Adding a small running light seems a good option. I like to install a single smallish driving light in an asymmetric position near the bike’s main headlight. This means the 10, 2 or 4 (analog clock) locations, not the more symmetrical positions at 12, 3 or 6. A cattywampus arrangement looks a little strange, but when it comes to conspicuity this is a good thing. It’s always good to do something a little different whenever one is trying to attract someone’s attention. We all tend to notice the unusual. Everything anomalous stands out better. Drivers notice sidecars much better than motorcycles for that reason. Since a picture is worth 1,000 words, here are photos of four bikes I’ve done this to. The oldest one is a 35-watt halogen on the BMW airhead. It came from a neighborhood auto parts store. The three newer ones are generic LED driving lights which also came from some local store. All were low enough draw to be simply wired through switches rated to handle the electrical load without a relay. So simple even a dummy like me could figure out the wiring how-to. 2006 Suzuki DRZ 400E – In addition to improving conspicuity, this little LED driving light supplements an aftermarket LED headlight. It is wired though a circuit which allows me to use it after the bike has been keyed off, which is handy for setting up a campsite after dark. Relative to the main headlight it is positioned at about 1:30PM. During daylight hours I must remember to turn it off after arriving somewhere, but it’s surprising how long it can be left on without running the battery down too much. 1994 Honda XR650L - The low beam of the aftermarket main headlight is two small LED lights (emitters?) beside the central LED high beam. I’ve used a clear silicone adhesive to add an orange acrylic rectangle directly in front of one of the low beam LEDs. From left to right oncoming drivers see the four-LED driving light (directly below the right turn signal), the orange low-beam LED and the white low-beam LED. All three lights combine to look weirdly unusual and hopefully make this bike more noticeable to oncoming traffic. There’s no switch on the added driving light. It is wired to come on and go off with the headlight. 1981 BMW R80GS – This 35-watt halogen light was added long before LED lights were available. It came from an auto parts store and attaches to a clamp-on aluminum bracket added to the left fork tube. On top of its ball shape is a simple on/off toggle switch from a hardware store. 2007 BMW R1200R – This small 3-LED driving light is mounted to the plastic headlight support at about the 1:30 PM position relative to the headlight. It is powered from wires connected to the back side of this bike’s built-in accessory outlet, then run through a hardware store on/off toggle switch located next to the left handgrip. Whenever the bike is running the accessory outlet is powered. After the bike is keyed off, it remains powered for about fifteen minutes then automatically shuts down. This allows the driving light to be useful for setting up a campsite after dark. - Mr. Subjective, Dec 2020 --------- PART 3: Motor Skills The Life-Long Satisfactions of Acquiring Better Ownership of Your Environment “Each September at the Montessori school I run, the preschoolers engage in an elaborate after-lunch cleanup routine. They bustle through the room with sweepers and tiny dustpans, spreading crumbs all over the floor and making a bigger mess than they started with. If any scraps do make it into their dustpans, most of them spill out as the children exuberantly walk to the trash bin. "It would be faster and neater to simply let the teachers do all the tidying up. But our goal is more than achieving a spotless classroom; it’s also helping children develop motor skills, responsibility, confidence, and the ability to clean effectively on their own. Sure enough, by December, the children’s sweeping efforts become more refined. By springtime, if not earlier, they start to pick up other messes throughout the day without a teacher’s prompting. They haven’t just learned to mop and scrub; they’ve taken ownership over their environment.” - By Christine Carrig in The Atlantic, July 21, 2025, The Mistake Parents Make With Chores. This article was featured in the One Story to Read Today newsletter. Sign up for it here. The satisfaction of developing and sharpening motor skills is an important part of the inherent appeal of learning how to ride a motorcycle. Learning how to accomplish new things can be difficult, but after a new skill is mastered, it becomes satisfying and happiness-generating. The same is so for learning new thinking and analyzing skills. Riding a motorcycle gives us both gifts. Physically, handling the machine through an endless variety of situations (traffic, infrastructure, terrain, and weather) is one part. Usefully ‘reading’ and analyzing developing traffic and other environmental situations skillfully and accurately is the other. Using these linked areas of real-time riding skill well is a life-long happiness-generator. Because technology helps us accomplish things and accomplishing things makes us happy, technology-in-general is highly ‘marketable’. We work hard to create, possess and utilize technology. Including motorcycles. Learning provides the same accomplishing-happiness result as a physical accomplishment does. Loving and being loved are important additional kinds of emotional accomplishments. Until generative A.I. arrived, technological enhancements in our ability to accomplish things involved simple amplifications of our mental, emotional and physical abilities. From the first stone axe and wooden spear to the latest recursive-learning A.I., all new technology is societally disruptive. The more useful, important, popular and pervasive the technology, the more disruptive it is. For every benefit a new technology provides there are always attached penalties, unintended consequences or unanticipated downsides. It seems possible A.I. may become such a broadly useful technology its disruptions and downsides could be wide enough to cause some individuals to leave mainstream society, as Amish/Hutterite/Mennonite/Morman/Jehovah’s Witness faith-based conditionally structured communities have all successfully done to various degrees. Today it’s easy to imagine a future community built around accepting most or all of today’s technological advances, including digital non-A.I. computers, and motorcycles, while rejecting those mental/psychological/neurological/emotional simulacrum technologies like generative A.I. I like riding motorcycles, hand washing dishes, pedaling bicycles, camping out, taking walks and fixing things with hand tools. I also like using a personal computer. When I don’t get a regular dose of these kinds of accomplishment-experiences, I feel a bit lost. Similarly, I’m always happy after successfully learning or discovering a new idea or reasoning out a new solution to something I’d been wondering about. This includes difficult spiritual/emotional/psychological questions. All technologies so far, except generative A.I., feel wonderful to be able to skillfully use, but the earlier manual version of most technologies can also be roughly as satisfying and happiness-generating -- if one has the time and if a situation allows. Henry David Thoreau famously said (and wrote down) the folk wisdom about how "chopping wood warms you twice." It sure does. Choosing to ride a motorcycle, scooter or bicycle, instead of taking a bus or driving a car, works similarly on whatever is inside of us. Is it possible today’s societally higher incidences of psychological, neurological and emotional illnesses, and of certain chronic physical medical conditions, and of the diverse examples of increasing societal unrest in rich and advanced areas, are all at least partly caused by technology doing some things for us we should be doing ourselves? How might one decide what technologies to adopt, and which to take a pass on? Automobile cruise control, self-steering lane assist and smooth super-slab freeways? Absolutely. But whenever possible I’ll still choose a backroad aboard a motorcycle with traditional manual controls. My preference does not make it correct for you, or for anyone else. Generative A.I. is coming toward all of us like a hurricane and is about to better-automate and better-simulate how we feel and think. I don’t see how we can stop it, or even effectively regulate it. I’m not smart enough to know if we even should try. But clearly there is a dark side to this technology, as there has been with all the technologies we’ve ever previously adopted to augment our mental, emotional and physical capabilities. The ancient Greeks had a nice story about Icarius. He wanted to fly to the sun. It ended badly. And maybe there’s more to Harry Calahan’s scripted line: “A man’s gotta know his limitations.” from the old Clint Eastwood movie ‘Dirty Harry’. Walk, skate, pedal or ride a motorcycle as much as you can, and drive whenever you need or want to. Just please be careful with generative A.I. should you happen to be directly involved in developing, spreading and supporting it. Have you ever considered motorcycle riding? (We’d be happy to help.) - Mr. Subjective, Sept 2025

Ride More, No Nonsense. Sometimes dedicated long-time recreational and amateur competition motorcyclists decide to change their relationship with riding. They’ll decide to ride even more days than they already do. For reasons they probably don’t fully understand themselves, and may not even be fully aware of, riding mostly on weekends and on wonderful warm summer evenings becomes not enough. Somehow, without quite realizing it, they sort of slip off motorcycling’s deep end. This happened to me, and I still don’t exactly know how or why. Sometimes, young riders begin riding for transportation to their first job, or to high school. Others start such utility transportation riding later in life, sometimes much later. Still others may enjoy riding for a year or two until ‘life’ happens to them (job/wife/kid/money/etc) and this brings a halt to their riding, but years later they take it up again. Still others ride to experience the challenges and fun of amateur club racing and/or other organized riding events: Ironbutt endurance riding programs. Roadracing, enduro, motocross, trials and hare-scramble events. Or BDR (Backcountry Discover Route) rides and events such as formally organized brand-affinity club rallies. There are also social media organized ‘flashmob’ rides and gatherings. And one-of-a-kind events like for example the annual ‘Slimy Crud Run’ in Wisconsin, and ‘Sturgis’. And there’s also those ‘Distinguished Gentlemen’s Rides’ all over the country. There are rides for women, and rides in support of all kinds of worthy charities. The list of organized ways to spend more time enjoying riding amongst groups of like-minded souls is nearly endless. Most of these ways to enjoy riding are at least partly social. Life is meant to be shared. Others figure out more solitary ways to ride more. I’ve known many riders who’ve paired up with a riding buddy or two, or a spouse, parent or child, to simply enjoy more riding experiences unattached to any formal program or organization. Finally, depending on one’s life-situation and circumstances, there are those who mostly ride alone, partly for the benefits of solitude, and partly because they simply like doing it in ways words cannot easily explain. Last and not least, some end up riding for daily utility transportation and commuting, either out of necessity or choice. In many locations and situations, this type of riding is a practical and economical way of putting motorcycling into many more days of one’s life. And in the parts of the world now filled with comfortable, efficient, convenient and safe automobiles, it’s also a way to slip a bit off the deep end. Such riders are peculiar people. Not anti-social. Not with a death-wish. Not even quirky. Just mildly odd. Every time I look in a mirror now, one of those people is staring back at me. All the above-listed types of riding expansions have in common is a requirement for more rider’s gear, and sometimes also, uh…more motorcycles. There’s no getting around it - an expanded quiver of gear (and motorcycles) directly enables one to ride a lot more. I’ve known riders who’ve gone through their riding in stages, starting as a new occasional rider and culminating as a life-long near-daily rider with a huge assortment of gear. Here is a photo of my own quiver-of-riding gear. It’s been the same mix of items for about the past fifteen years, and it all hangs from a two-foot-bar in the corner of the basement of my home, near the door into the garage. Before I lived here it all hung from a water pipe suspended across the ceiling of the garage, but it could just as easily have been inside a hall closet, or anywhere else. These basement and garage locations were just the most convenient locations for all this stuff. Nearby all the hanging gear is a set of small shelves with a couple of helmets (a modular and a jet/open face), half a dozen pairs of gloves, a plastic sandwich bag full of ear plugs, a pair of triple digit glove rain covers and some helmet and face shield cleaning items. Over by the door to the garage (not shown) are two pairs of riding boots: one ankle-high for daily transportation riding and the other calf-high for all-day and multi-day travels. Nearby there’s also a small bin with a few items which sometimes are taken along on day rides and multi day trips. For example, an Aerostich Kanetsu electric bib. ------------------ The ‘complete’ Mr. Subjective Gear Quiver, from left to right: Black R-3 Light Tactical, size 42RNotes: Daily transportation and commuting from April - November Black R-3 Light Tactical, size 44R with optional alterations:  Shorter sleeves and legs, side gussets. Lots of room for mid-layering.Notes: Daily transportation from December thru April Hooded down ‘puffy’Notes:  Trips and daily riding, year-around Non-hooded down ‘puffy’Notes: Worn in combination with hooded ‘puffy’, or alone, year around (packed for trips also) AD-1 Light pantsNotes: All day and multi-day rides, April to October Leather Transit Jacket (hi viz):Notes: All day and multi-day rides, April to October Darien Light Jacket (hi viz):Notes:  All day and multi day rides, April to October Parcel Bag, Cargo Bag:Notes: Occasional Daily transportation cargo use as need The cost of acquiring all this stuff all at once would be huge. It took me maybe thirty years to assemble this quiver, so the investment was both subsidized and incremental. After the bar was filled out, which was about fifteen years ago, it has not changed. Not at all. All this boring old gear still works perfectly, and to my eye it looks ok, too, maybe because it was never fashion-styled. Rather, it was made to be functional equipment. I know this for a fact because over the years, I’ve come to know its designer. What all this means is this: Whenever I want to ride I pretty much always can. Weeks will go by without driving or riding in a car, year-round, and as a result, I’ve become a lousy driver. (Side note: I can still parallel park, though a bit slower and more cautiously now. Also, one key to enjoying trouble-free car ownership is to stay with mechanically and electronically simple cars, then drive them only very occasionally. Once every few weeks to help keep things lubricated, cobwebs from happening, and the battery charged. My car is twenty-plus years old and still works well. Not perfectly, but more than well enough.) Executive summary… Wanna ride more? Here is how: Get a good-enough bike. Not too heavy or slow. Enjoyable and manageable. Make sure it has everything it needs to operate reliably. Basically a good engine (or electric motor), a license plate, an insurance policy, and decent tires. Begin assembling your own gear quiver. Take your time. You don’t need it all at once. Start with a good helmet, boots and a pair of gloves. Add jacket(s), suit(s) and all the rest later. That’s all there is to it. Compared to driving, and in most relative ways, riding is always better for you. It’s also better for the world. For maximum comfort and safety, it takes a quiver. Sorry. - Mr. Subjective, May 2026 PS – The annual world-wide ‘Ride to Work Day’ comes up every year on the second Tuesday in June. Riders world-wide participate. It costs nothing. Ride that day, even if you don’t have a required commute, and if you really want to get fancy, call any local TV or radio station and let them know about it. Or post about it on social media. Makes a great local media story.  More info is here.  Mark your calendar now for next year’s day.

The more things change, the more they remain the same… Today, on bike-urious.com: Vs. back in the day (1988) in Cycle Canada magazine:

"Work, work, work, work." Aerostich, this company, is forty-three years old this year. Considering the recent decline in the numbers of motorcyclists interested in longer-distance riding and touring, we are doing ok. After the Covid pandemic ended, most business things for us more-or-less stabilized and we’re optimistic about the future. And although nobody’s getting rich and we’re operating at a smaller scale compared with our 2007-8 peak, everyone here is getting paid in full and on time. This means all co-workers, vendors, lenders, tax collectors - everyone. We have much to be grateful for. So many wonderful customers first, and a solvent business with a small amount of savings for emergencies after that. For any small manufacturing enterprise here in America, this is something.  With a few exceptions (One lawyer, one doctor, a few salespeople, a consultant, a real-estate re-developer and a DJ.) most of my extended family are middle-class workers or small businesspeople. I’m the only clothing manufacturer. My grandparents and great-grandparents were all immigrants as small children or young adults. One became a scrap dealer. Another bought and sold cows and horses then later bought, sold and rebuilt worn out farm tractors. Another was a gourmet chef at some kind of fancy club or resort somewhere in the southwest before becoming my step-grandfather.  I grew up speaking only English, attended only public schools, and later graduated with a BA from the state university branch in my hometown. During childhood I received a small allowance and the occasional visit from a Tooth Fairy. I shoveled snow in the winter, mowed a lawn in the summer and went to weekly Friday evening congregational services with my young parents, and then to religious school the following morning. I rode a Huffy bicycle, my most prized possession, and was pretty good with a slingshot and a yoyo. I also was a mediocre Cub and Boy Scout and a so-so builder of tissue paper covered rubber-band powered balsa wood airplane models. I read Tom Swift and Hardy Boys novels and usually wore jeans and PF Fliers. Religion played a larger part in the daily lives of my grandparents and their parents than it did in mine. Like me, they only spoke English, but their English was interspersed with occasional words and phrases from an old European language called Yiddish, which is a creole blending of German, Polish and Hebrew. All my ancestors had spoken it natively, but after they’d been here for a few years, they’d fully adopted English. None of them came to America with any wealth or little more than the clothes they were wearing, so everyone’s focus was narrowly about making a day-to-day living and assimilating. My mother’s father was actually sent here by his father when he was only sixteen or seventeen, simply to see what kinds of opportunities there might be over here. European peasant families were large, and at the time America was still expanding westward and actively welcoming most immigrants. He’d come in through Ellis Island and after a few years working in NYC had acquired enough English to start heading west, first as a peddler selling from a wagon and going farm-to-farm, I think. After a few more years, he’d established himself well enough to take a wife. He was around thirty by then, and he was also able to help a sibling or two to come over to America. By the end of his life, he’d put four of his five kids through college and had established a successful auto parts store. His oldest son served in the U.S. Air Force. My mother was an oldest child, and in 1938 she was ten years old when Kate Smith first sang ‘God Bless America’ on the CBS ‘Kate Smith Hour’ on her family’s console radio. She clearly remembered the moment all the rest of her life, of being with her parents in the living room of their modest home that evening. The reason she remembered it so strongly even though she was only ten is because her parents began crying as they were hearing it. The actual vintage radio performance is on YouTube right now, and if you have a couple of minutes and if you’ve never heard it, it’s still inspiring. I’m not here to suggest what news anyone should watch, or which ‘influencers’ (if any…) are most worth anyone’s time. But I do think manufacturing most Aerostich items here in America is worthwhile and this partly labels me as a capitalist (and maybe also a fool, among other things), but for me such identifiers fall well behind the challenges of simply making a living. Of “Makhn a Lebn…” And this is the same today as it was for my ancestors, and hopefully it will be the same for my successors, and most, if not all, of my extended family’s descendants. Recently, an interesting YouTube video, a short online essay, and a book about small-scale clothing manufacturing here in America all came to my attention at almost the exact same time, partly thanks to YouTube’s predictive algorithm, which constantly monitors everyone’s online viewing and entertainment preferences. Here are those three links with a brief synopsis of each. In no order of priority: 1.) American tools are worth it, every time. Confession…I’m a lifelong DIY amateur mechanic and household repair person. I like to fix things. Especially mechanical things. I can change tires, patch leaks, balance wheels, change motor oil, set valve clearances, disassemble, clean and reassemble parts, fix bicycles, tune, repair and maintain simple motorcycles, etc. I can even do a little light welding, cutting, filing, drilling, sanding, painting and fabricating. No one else in my birth family ever did any of these sorts of things. My tools are a disreputable random mix of old garage sale finds plus hardware, discount and auto parts store purchases, plus a few splurges like a couple of nicer quality torque wrenches. Still, I accept the point this essay makes that American-made tools are, in general, the best. And worth it. 2.) Manufacturing most physical things here in America has become extremely difficult to do profitably. This YouTube video is from a very popular series called ‘Smarter Every Day’. In this linked episode, the host-guy outlines the challenges he’s experienced and shares what he’s learned developing and producing a 100% made-in-USA BBQ grill scraper-brush, and it’s a story well worth watching. Goes a lot deeper than you’d expect. 3.) For more than thirty years, producing clothing in America has been one of the hardest things to do profitably. Production sewing businesses require skilled, talented, and hard-working cooperative human beings, not cutting-edge robotics. Cut-and-sew manufacturing operations can be located just about anywhere electricity, roads and people are present, and the output of such enterprises can easily be shipped trans-oceanic by air, or floated across oceans inside shipping containers. This book describes how a few companies (Aerostich is not mentioned) have managed to do it. If you’ve purchased and experienced Aerostich gear in the past, and have liked it, and have had good customer experiences with our crew, please let riding friends who’ve never tried Aerostich know. We sell only factory direct, and all new customers receive free shipping for their first order. Finally, and last not least, if you enjoy your riding mostly for sport, fun, and recreation, it would be ok with me, assuming you are able, if you’d also consider giving commuting, general transportation and utility riding a try. Getting around this way involves a little more work than getting around by car, but after you’ve gotten used to doing it for a week or two, there’s a fair chance you’ll keep doing it and never look back. It’s that much more enjoyable. My old 650cc bike gets 45+ mpg, too, which is very nice. Key elements making this kind of riding easier, safer and better include: Having enough good quality comfortable gear so you can ride in all weathers if you want to. Having a lightweight easy-to-manage bike that is just a bit faster (whenever needed) than the traffic you’ll be surrounded by. Not caring if it looks dirty and well-used (I last completely cleaned mine in 2024 when I needed to replace its stator, the part that makes electricity whenever the engine is running.) Having a small or medium-size backpack or messenger bag so you don’t ever have to worry about something you bungeed on falling off without you noticing it. Having a modular helmet so you can feel the wind on your face whenever you are riding down residential streets, and when you’re just stopping to fill the bike's gas tank. Or when sitting at a long stoplight waiting for it to change to green. Having a mildly bemused attitude about doing things the hard way, just because you can. Having a sense of gratitude for being able to ride in the first place. God Bless America. Work, work, work, work. - Mr. Subjective, August 2026