If I do get my Motorcycle License sometime this fall, winter, or next spring, next summer, or next decade, this is the bike I would eventually (as in, “years down the road”) like to get:

Harley-Davidson XL883C Sportster.

A coworker left a note to himself in his locker: “Their All Out To Get You. Trust No one.”

My boss showed it to me. I couldn’t help myself. I scratched out “their” and put in the correct “they’re” (as well as a notation that “they are” is perfectly acceptible) and returned the note to the locker.

No word on coworker’s reaction.

I’m sure he screamed, “God!, can’t I be allowed to misgrammarfy in peace?!”

Dayuuuuum, the last Blogger Happy Hour is only a few hours cold, and already there’s another one for you to mark down on your calendar. Presented by moi and the lovelier Jennetic, the Baltimore Blogger Octovember Happy Hour.

When: Wednesday November 1st, 6pm.
Where: The best fucking’ dive bar in Baltimore! (After Molly’s Public House, of course).

Dizzy Issie’s
300 W. 30th St.
Remington
Baltimore, MD 21211
410-235-0171

If you’re reading this, you’re invited. You’ve got like two full months notice. Don’t play the “Oh, I didn’t know” card. You know you want to come.