henchmanI used to ride a Ducati Monster, and now miss it dearly. Among all the bikes I owned, it was my favorite. It made kickass sounds in shades of black in muted chrome. Plus, it was my only transportation year-round.

If it snowed, I found a groove in the road and off I slid. The most frightening experience was riding in hail, but can’t tell you why. It was a been there, done that sort of thing.

The image is how I looked in my mind’s eye. Yeah, the baddass artist from hell. The one who scared himself too many times.

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Barry Comer

I volunteer as a design and communications consultant with Family Scholar House in Louisville, Kentucky, the Democratic Socialists of America and teach children with emotional and developmental disabilities.

I have degrees in art and was an art director for 30 years.


  1. Robin King

    Hailstones? Like flies in your teeth? Yeeeow.
    Torque always wins — it’s there in the compressed airwaves, those wonderful ink-curves. Another fine one!
    Never had the whatever-it-takes to try a bike. Went with big block engines, thanks to an almost-husband who rebuilt them as a hobby. My g-force hat’s off to the people who v-r-r-r-r-ooooooooom on two wheels.


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