Saturday, July 22, 2006

And now, the rest of the story...

Technically, I suppose you could say that I may have had something to do with Neil's predicament - IF you stretched your imagination.

Ok, it was completely my fault. But let's not tell Neil - ok?

So just what exactly happened?

Well, as near as I can figure, it had something to do with the fact that about 15 minutes earlier, I was in the middle of taking a picture of what apparently was an illegal nitrous oxide balloon stand that read "Get High - $5.00", when Joe Pesci Jr. put his hand up in front of my lens and calmly told me, "I wouldn't take a picture of that if I were you."

I, of course, responded with some smart-assed reply such as, "Who the hell are you!?" He returned with, "I'm the guy telling you to put your camera down."

Of course not wanting to get my ass kicked (or worse, killed), I just rolled my eyes and slowly wandered away to go down the hill and stand next to - who else - Neil!

And so there we stood. Just two buddies enjoying the show side by side - when out of the corner of my eye I noticed Mini-menace and his gang of thugs talking about us from several yards away. It was at this point I decided that it was probably a good time to move along and lose myself in the concert crowd below, so as not to have to deal with the goons from afar.

Now that I think of it, I guess I may have forgotten to mention to my "friend" what had happened earlier up by the balloon stand. How does that saying go? "That's what friends are for?"

Oops.

And now you know... the rest of the story.

12 comments:

Bugwit Homilies said...

EXCUSE ME! I'm trying to use the PHONE!

Dad said...

Only someone from Minnesota would be naive enough to bike to the Sturgis Harley Davidson Rally on a Japanese motorcycle and take pictures of gang members selling drugs!!!

Linda said...

Your mother is the sweetest person on the planet. How did you get to be such a smart ass? Oh, wait . . .

Mooselet said...

Does Neil read your blog, cos he may come over sometime soon to give you that butt-whoopin' you avoided.

Taking a picture of an illegal drug den and then getting snappy about it - classic!! :-)

Caryn said...

LOL!

Blog-o-licious said...

...oh dear! Are you and Neil still friends? Even girl bikers scare me!

Onetallmomma said...

What are fiends for...

You both survived and can laugh about it over a mug of beer...does he read your blog?

wendy boucher said...

I rolled into Sturgis during the rally in 1990 in (wait for it, wait for it...) a banana yellow Ryder rent a truck. Okay, I stood out like a sore thumb but I was on my way to law school in New York state from Oregon and when I heard that the rally was a happenin at the time I would be there, well, I just had to see it. Glad I did. No troubles at all.

Harmonica Man said...

bugwit - Exactly.

dad - More curious than naive. Ok, more stupid than curious.

linda - Gee, I wonder...

mooselet - I don't think he does as far as I know. For some reason my buddies aren't big blog readers. Can you imagine?!

caryn - Yeah, funny now.

blog-o - Yes, Neil and I will always be friends. We grew up together since birth. Nothing can break that kind of bond. Now, had the Hell's Angels kicked his butt?

tall momma - We actually laughed about it a lot - although probably me a little more than him.

wendy - I loved my visit out there. For the most part, bikers are the nicest people you'd ever want to meet. Just don't take pictures of their secret stuff - that's all.

Dad said...

Rick tells me someone just offered a brand new Honda for your ancient bike that you got for practically nothing. You are not stupid!

EmmaSometimes said...

oh, true friendship!

One pair of leather chaps, new helmet and gloves:
$195

One round trip in gas & food:
$180

Not getting beat to a pulp with your friend at Sturgis:
priceless

Henri Banks said...

i was a bit amused with your angel story , i know this kind of people to well and they are a bit simple better watch out next time ;-)