Sunday was a beautiful day in So Cal. Great day for a Toy Run. Lisa, my girlfriend completed her 500 break-in on her new FXDL on the way over to Glendale H/D. I could tell the exact instant she completed the 500 miles, too. How could I tell when I was on my Dresser and she was on her Dyna? Well, when it happened she blew by me like I was standing still!!!! She turned that TC-88 loose and led us the rest of the way over to the dealership. Once there, we had enjoyed a pancake breakfast sponsored by the local HOG chapter. Then we wandered around the Dealership a bit. While in the Dealership, I got to see some real calm and restraint exhibited by the sales staff. A customer sat on a new Dyna and then "dropped it", banging into another bike parked nearby. The sales guy actually seemed more interested in the customer on the floor (bike on top) than the bike. When the customer was able to get up, she even offerred to pay for the tweaking to the bike. The salesman declined the offer. Must have been the holiday spirt! Short ride down to Skid Row, Downtown LA, but nearly 1500 bikes made the trip, led by Santa on a Fire Truck. On the ride down, there were lots of folks standing on the street, cheering us on. Once there, it was a pretty intense experience: the smells and sights of Skid Row, and the thousands of kids and mothers waiting for a mere chance to get a toy. I was glad to not hang around too long. Pleasant ride home. Less than a hundred miles for the day. But the day gave me time to reflect on how fortunate I am. I have a Harley. I have a girl who rides her own. I've got my health and a little money. And I live in the United States of America. Let's roll.