November in Vegas, Ted. Nice weather, all kinds of shows/concerts (I can get all kinds of free tickets off VetTix), Grand Canyon, Joshua Tree, Golden Knights hockey…
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…motorcycles. You might even get to see me crash. How fun would that be? (sans mop and bucket if you don’t mind)
I don’t want to see you crash. I don’t want to see anybody crash. Really.
All those double guns I own will be in the thick of it from ‘aboot October 1 until a few weeks after the new year. If you are serious about Vegas, spring would be good. I don’t want to be in Vegas, Florida, or Southern California in August.
Kind of you to offer secondary entertainment, but, remember, after a day of horsing a big 1 litre sport bike around a track, with Keith and Cory Code, and whoever else is coaching, riding your ass, you won’t have much left, especially if you are doing a two day camp.
Next year we ‘gotta get our shit together. Really.
Best,
Ted
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