For SoCal Riders

[alanmcorcoran]

Burk,

Thanks for kind words. I think I am a little irrational, cause I'm kind of a chickenshit. For some reason, though, certain things just don't register with me as being as dangerous as they really are. Even after (immediately after in some cases!) I had the occasional whoopshit, I've forged ahead and carried on without what you'd think should be a healthy dose of fear. I am actually much more anxious about playing the piano solo in front of an audience than I am about splitting lanes in rush hour traffic. I suppose if I have an accident and eff myself up but good, I will be singing a different song (assuming I can still sing.) In the mean time, I think my life philosophy is more along the lines of "what can I do to distract myself from the ongoing decline." I don't feel so old at 70 mph on the freeway. Not yet anyway.