After the gym, my wife and I went for coffee at B&N. I happened to see a copy of "Biker's Handbook." Yeah, I had fun reading (parts of it), although I think Barbieri often stretches things too far for a joke.

He seems to take pride in the fact he's been a "biker" for 25 years. Heck, my wife and I have had arguments that lasted longer than that. He also seems to believe that "boy's choirs" are unapproachable with the slightest perceived affront ending in violence. Yikes, most choirs now have attorneys, copyright infringement, and members over 60 years old. Given a choice I would have chosen a cold beer and a hot lady over a stupid townie and momentary glory.

Given that he doesn't know the difference in a chopper and a bobber, and he writes that Hollister was in the early fifties (actually 1947), the book is a fun read.

You guys must read the part where he advises on packing a bike for a trip. He opines that you shouldn't pack like a woman unless you are one. Then he lists "five t-shirts, five pairs of jeans and as many pairs of socks, rain gear, and numerous changes of underwear." He only leaves out a naval sextant and a logging winch.

He did rebuild a 1967 Sportster, I'll give him that, but read the book for amusement. Oh, and remember that more than 1/3 of the bikes in my choir were Japanese or British. And I hope our choir director never finds out he still considers a Sportster a girl's bike...