I guess this was a little more than three days ago.
Thursday I wake up and it is absolutley beautifull outside, 78 and sunny not a cloud in the sky guess what that means, it is riding weather. I ride to work (of course taking the long winding road to get there). Great ride couldn't have been prettier. Sit at work all day looking out the window at my bike feeling the urge to go ride. Lunch time rolls around and guess what I am doing riding. Back to the office staring out the window again and UH OH Clouds rolling in no big deal, summertime afternoon rain. Nope Thunderstorm Great should be over in 3 hours right Wrong. I get off of work, and I start riding home I notice everything is alot darker than usual. Power is off in the entire freaking city, Pull off at a gas station and the attendent tells me we are under a freaking tornado watch and I have 20 miles to go. So Kill number 1MP3 player got drenched (did I fail to mention I didn't bring my rain gear with me).
Kill #1 MP3 player
Saturday decided to go riding with my dad it is a 100 mile ride each way to get to his house, I get about 65 miles into the ride and my engine starts spitting and sputtering.
Out of gas crap, so I get out old Faithfull (my cell phone more on it later). Call my dad and he says ok, I will bring you some gas, then I started thinking I am ten miles from any gas station and that is an awfull long walk, So I look down at my bike and curse it for not having a fuel gauge when I look down at the gas tank and see this little knob that twist and says On Off RES 
Twist the knob call my dad to tell him never mind and limp to the closest gas station Ride with dad and I go home and wash and wax the bike. Kill #2 My Pride.
Kills number 3 and 4 are much more interesting, Another ride home from work backpack strapped tightly to the passenger back rest. New MP3 player in my pocket, jamming to some tunes, great ride home and there it was my first actual kill the poor squirrel I tried to avoid him but he couldn't decide wich way to run so SPLAT he decides that under my front tire was the perfect place to run and hide. Now I have squirrel all over my bike after a fresh wash and wax job.
Not a problem though I never lost control of the bike thought I was having a great ride home, Until I look at my rearview mirror and see something Black flying off of the back of my bike so I pull over and there I see it, Laying on the side of the road, My trusty 2.5 year old cell phone, when I hit the squirell my back pack came unsnapped, cell phone went flying and hit asphalt at about 55MPH I plugged the battery back in and guess what I turned on, I can make a call but the LCD is shot. 
Luckily I have insurance. SO to revamp
1 MP3 player
1 Squirrel
1 Cell Phone
and my Pride.
Maybe this riding thing isn't going to work after all but I have done 2k miles in 8 weeks.
