biker leather jacket

Here is a secret about me you don't know. I've wanted a leather jacket for some time. Not just any, a cafe style biker jacket. No real reason why other than I would look cool in it; ok maybe not but thats OK by me.

So, in prepping for Xmas, I asked Mel innocently, "do you have to have a motorcycle to have a biker jacket?". She says yes. Then she says I am not getting a motorcycle.

So, when someone on TV would have one, I'd pepper Mel with questions. You might pick up that I annoy the heck out of Mel about a gift I want until she concedes. "Do you think he has a bike?" She'd cutely pretend not to catch on to what I was asking.

Dr. House has one (from TV, shown at left). He does have a bike though, but he's got a bum leg and a british accent. So that kind of cancels the bike out in my mind.

So last night, I bought me my own leather jacket. Ok, it is pleather. Ok it is faux pleather. $10 will still buy you something in this great nation, though the fake cows must liv

e in China, cause that is where mine is from.

So, I've got my jacket on now as I type this. I feel like fonzie. I've got zippers in random places and already, I can feel my street cred rising. No one is picking fights with me.

Another little known fact is I've not been in a fight (that I can recall) since about 3rd grade. Awesome. Maybe one day I can join a gang; me and the other suburban dads who raise heck when they are allowed to by their wives...ha.

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