Ok....this COULD be 'scooter related...I guess', but now that I am profoundly scooterless, it's not likely.
Here we go then....
It's only two months until the next Sturgis Motorcycle Rally (TM) rears it's noisy, and often ugly head once again.
For this year's gynormous, hairy, grannies-with-tats-and-fishnets, geezerfest that the rally is steadily morphing into, I will no longer be a trombone or accordion-wielding, red bow-tied, dandy with a blue Vespa on the town's main street, but a relatively invisible, accidental, and unwilling, participant, solely due to my domicile's geographic proximity to the epicenter of the thing (20 miles).
The Vespa was traded in on my present BMW R1200R, the accordion was sold, and the trombone was flattened and sent to, as my UK friends say, 'the bin'. .
Along with being severely 'scooterless', I am also completely 'brassless'.
I still have the red bowtie however, and the checkerboard suspenders and sox as well, so there does remain the seeds of future tomfoolery on my part, should the need arise again....which it almost certainly will.
Meanwhile....