I'm drooling over the Yamaha R6. I really like this street bike...
I am 150 pounds so I require a relatively light bike. You have to be able to pick it up if you fall down. My gal pals sort of do a backwards butt squatt when they have to tilt their bikes up off the ground so I'm on the prowl for something gorgeous that I can handle.
Jen has an R6 so of course I want one (silly grin). May not happen any time soon but it's now on my bucket list. I can see this going with my saddle bag when I pack up my laptop, pick an outside office and write whatever the cartoons in my head decide to do while hanging out people watching in Starbucks. Wont work with my Korg carrying habits but I've got my little Hyundai for that so I'm thinking this will eventually be my author toy (when I grow up as a writer).
My kids will be thrilled and probably relegate it to the status and awe of having a big hot wheel car motocycle-shelf to prop their toys on. I can definitely see Stephen and Noah pretend driving this puppy. I've never driven one because I tend to hold on and play Biker B*tch with my gal pals (evil grin). My Dad had a gorgeous Harley 1200 touring bike and I used to love having him give me rides to Riker's Island before he moved south. I'd go in full uniform and people would mistake it for a LEO bike because it was predominately blue and white (LOL). Dang... I miss New York already (sigh).
At least there will be lots of playful mischief when I land in TX. There are some stellar authors and bloggers waiting for me (happy sigh). ;-) Here's one habit I'm not giving up:
My TX gal pals have already picked out where I'm writing for my RNR trip. ;-)