Trump on two-wheels
Hey hey hey…. Well this has been a fun fun fun weekend. I went down to Venice Beach to see Jonny Suburban. I got there via the motorcycle. I left New Port Richey on Sunday afternoon; the ride was about an hour an a half, and it was my first time going that fast on two wheels. At first I was a little scared getting on the interstate; but once I was going as fast as the rest of traffic it wasn’t bad. After about 60 miles I was enjoying the ride and time just flew bye. I also froze my ass off; just to let ya’ll know. I got there and met up with Jonny and we went down to where he works and I got to check it all out. After a few minutes there we hoped on the work boat and headed out for the gulf; for two reasons, one was to see where they were building these 
giant artificial reefs, and the second was to check out the girls in bikinis…… no just playing, I wanted to see the dolphins in the channel. Though I didn’t get to see the dolphins I did get to see bikinis and the reefs. We hung out in the water for about an hour and then headed back in to go to the hotel. Oh yeah we walked from the hotel to his work and then back to the hotel from his work, about a two mile walk, lol. Jonny and his coworkers had a cook out and it was damn good food. We hung out at the hotel all night and then I crashed in Jonny’s room and he crashed in the managers room, “he’s banging her down” the next morning I got up around eleven and headed up to Jonny’s work before I had to head home. When I got there the big bosses were heading out and then Jonny
showed me how to use the heavy equipment. After I kinda got the hang of it I got to start picking up the huge rock for the reef and stack ‘em. It was cool as hell and I would do it for fun any time. Dean, one of Jonny’s coworkers kept trying to feed me and on my way out to head home, Dean gave me a Twinkie for the road. “Thank God” So on my way home Monday it was nice and warm, the sun was out, and the breeze wasn’t bad. I drove straight home with no stops. Well except one. 
The bike ran out of gas one mile from exit 275 “the exit for sr54” I was so pissed. Rich my step dad was cool enough to come get me with Steve’s dad’s trailer, and brought the bike and me home. Oh I was so mad that I ran out of gas. Yeah keep laughing. It was a cool weekend, no doubt about it.
Jackie and I spent Monday and Tuesday night at Jackie’s sisters house just chillin and that is why it took so long to write this. I go to see the voc rehab tomorrow, I hope everything goes good and I hope its all good news.
Well I thought I had more to write but I guess this is all I got in me for the night maybe more soon.
Until next time
Your Michael
Michael Trump 
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