This morning, I started the Black Hills Vespa Riders Club, and after a long discussion with myself, decided to join it even though I'm generally not 'a joiner' of such things, I eventually relented.
The internal debate on the merits and negatives of being in my own club did become heated at times, but in the end, I wore my resistance down to the point where It was just easier to let myself 'go with the flow' and surrender.
To add insult to injury, I found myself immediately being voted in as the club's first President, Secretary, Road Captain, Media Consultant, and dammit, yes....Trombone Player, even though I have an embarrassing lack of practical experience and skill at any of those various disciplines(?).
The good news, I suppose, is that other than the exceedingly rare Vespa GTS300 I spotted in Deadwood yesterday, I am almost certainly the only owner of a local Vespa that is willing to even be a member of the BHVRC , and that fact should lessen my club duties to a manageable level.
I suppose that I will now need to get to work on the club's logo art so that I can have some BHVRC embroidered patches made up, as well as matching stickers and perhaps other club 'swag' to sweeten my membership. Every month or so I could email myself one copy of the club's newsletter, or maybe just read the original and save an email stamp.
In the next few weeks, I will be organizing my club's first TOY FOR TOT Christmas run, and will notify local media of my intent to don a Santa hat and deliver an almost-new toy to a needy child. I'm thinking of a Red Ryder BB gun like I saw in that one movie with the kid 'Ralphie', but unlike his parents, I'll include some kind of appropriately BB resistant eye gear.
Hopefully, my BHVRC duties won't conflict with my activities with the Deadwood Dead Peckers MC club, of which I'm a charter member and have been active in for a number of years....that is, if 'active' can defined as sitting on my butt, drinking coffee, and feeding the neighborhood English Sparrows half of my morning scone while BS'ing about nothing with a couple of other bums.
We'll just have to see how it goes.
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