| .....a Toast to My Ozarka Gurlie Bikers..... .....that's Pam yer looking at after a long day of riding....the motorcycle, not Patti!..... .....I had only been in Springfield for just a few days and was having a drink at The Edge (the BEST CLUB I have been in since leaving Austin - a good mix of everyone without "the attitude") - so this womyn walks in and sez "...we're glad to see ya Dingo......" - Pam introduced herself and Patti and said they were happy to have someone else to ride with that was gay (and I was the only gay man riding a cycle there)....then we found out quickly that we had many things in common - basically we're yer average biker beer joint people - go work, ride then have a few beers and go home..... PAM & PATTI - I LOVE YA BOTH! |
| .....it was a GREAT SEVEN MONTHS in Springfield.....that's the two Chris' (two guys center, beer in one hand and arm around each other).....me with my two fingers over Pam's head and that's Patti spread out across the laps of two of their friends.....the two Chris' are really wonderful guys to know and have as friends - they are down to earth and real.....Pam was up at 5am that morning to start smoking the beef for me, the Chris' BBQ'd a pork tenderloin, ribs and sausages.....Clay took the photo and what you do not see is an old mattress behind the trees that had "da DingoMan" spray painted on it - just in case I needed a bed to sleep on when I come up to visit..... .....that was a sad day for me in parting but a kewl day in knowing that I had a new home to go to..... .....Pam got the old '87 black Zippo (I quit smoking the next day)....from what I understand she also uses the black hanky she "gently coaxed" out of my back pocket that day to wipe her eyes with during those weepy moments.... .....Patti says Pam is like the Sta Puff Marshmellow Man.....but then again, little ole Patti is NOT an innocent thing either.....story has it that she body slams very hard and one night she gave Pam a kiss that was so damn full of dynamite at The Edge that the floor rose up to them.....uh huh, then suckered me into believing that she had the flu the next day - I now call it the infamous 7 screw flu (as in screwdrivers) - I'm pretty gulible at times and she knew how to work me quite well on "feeling sorry" for her..... PAM, PATTI, lil CHRIS, and big CHRIS - I LOVE YA ALL - THANK YOU! GOD BLESS YA ALL! |
| .....the gurls and I had far too many great times to mention within these pages..... one of the best experiences we had (aside from sharing our pizzas and pitchers of beer with what we called our Pitcher Club) was when someone made a bet with us one day that we could not suck the beer down to a certain level between the two of us with straws...... well, we had Patti coaching us as we started ----> |
| sucking our red beer up through two long straws I had crafted from several straws..... we thought we had made it by Patti's comments but when you are looking deep down into a pitcher of beer and sucking up it's a whole different perspective... we missed our mark by a fraction of an inch and lost that bet......then started on our next pitcher..... to drown out our loss..... |
| Pam has an '82 Honda sitting in the living room getting repaired as of June 2002.....in the meantime they are driving Patti's 2001 Honda Shadow.....and hopefully we'll see them in Atlanta for Pride after the Honda Hoot.... |
| .....taken long after we had gotten back from a ride down to Cactus Canyon.....I recall that day quite well.....the gurls came by very early, it was sunny and warm with no rain in sight....Pam's suggestion to ride without chaps and jackets that day (and it happens to me every single time!) wound up having a bunch of us ride for almost 2 hours in a very cold hard down pour of rain.....with a stop to dry out clothes in the dryer along the way...... ......"blame it on Pam" was the motto of the day between 6 riders who took her advice..... .....oh, we still love ya Pam!.....we know Patti does for sure, eh?..... |
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