
So today I pulled up to a stoplight next to the "ultimate bad boy" and wished our good friend Nate could be in the car with me to witness what I saw. Next to me on a shiny green motorcycle was a guy in jeans, flip flops, no helmet, a barbwire tat around his arm, shown off nicely by the wife beater tank top he was wearing. Once I looked over at him and smiled- because I was about to laugh, he must have thought the smile was just for him and he threw me a wink!! What! Yep, got my two kids in the back and I am listening to the wiggles on the radio- but being the bad boy he is, he thinks everyone thinks he is hot. After a nice rev of the engine, he took off up the hill and mock 100 leaving me laughing and wishing Nate could have seen it all. I miss the bad boys of DC.