Speaking of [bucky]balls, I love when people compliment me on my emmittiously large cojones. Sometimes, people ask if they are of steel, or brass, or if I have difficulty with physical activity due to their great circumference. But mostly people just tell me that they are the biggest they have ever seen. It's funny, I don't look like a daredevil.
I went this evening to pick up the free jacket I won bowling. I haven't decided if I like it yet, but it's a nice weight; heavier than my windbreaker but lighter than my leather jacket. Hey, free jacket. It's like a step and a half down from the cloth motorcycle jacket I fell in love with this weekend. I wouldn't ride it on a motorcycle, but I bet it would be comfortable to do so (right weight, just doesn't have any armor).
On the way out, wearing my new jacket against the rain, I took this picture:
Appropriate, as tomorrow is traffic court for my first ever speeding ticket.