Last night I had a beer with Andrew and his wife at the local Red Robin. Andrew explained to me his latest key to fulfilling his mid-life crisis which is his new motorcycle. He went on to describe the merits of the bike, including cost, and why I should purchase one myself. Like most men we all want (need) our toys.
Jessica, his wife, went on about how his former car, a Honda Prelude, was dubbed 'the other woman' by her. I guess Andrew bought many gadgets and spent a lot of time with that rig, but Jessica joked about how she got rid of that bitch. Andrew asked what they were going to name his new motorcycle. After much thought he decided it should be Scarlett, because it best describes the bike's color.
He gave me a nod and I concluded that was indeed a good name. We toasted Scarlett, Andrew's new motorcycle, and drank to the health of the vehicle.
"I began drinking alcohol at the age of thirteen and gave it up in my fifty sixth year; it was like going straight from puberty to a mid-life crisis." - George Montgomery