Stuff will not do for you what you think it will, but it will change you and become you, so be careful about your stuff. And try to get good stuff. And not to much of it because then you’ll just become confused. Some stuff really means something. Motorcycles are good stuff. I got an award today, and on the way out an older man in a pressed blue suit saw my motorcycle helmet. “Bad day for riding, huh?” And we were together in the knowledge of how it feels to be cold and wet and strapped to an engine pulling, us down the road, half slipping and catching by half fingernails the curves.