Chris [read: “Bro”/roommate] convinced me to ride the motorcycle with him to a barbecue last night. Then it stormed. Then we rode back… in the storm.
In his words, “This shit is better than Six Flags! And it’s free.”
Lesson: Always wear a rain jacket just in case.
Applying what I learned: Unless you want to actually enjoy yourself by having an awesome story of your motorcycle-Six-Flags-ride with your bat-shit crazy roommate.