MLK day in Frederick, MD

so, my uncle who lives in frederick emailed me on sunday to say that we should get together. i havent seen him or my cousins in ages, so i was totally down. he's my mom's brother who moved to the states when he was 19, and has not been back to pakistan since. Though he changed his name to 'casey' a long time ago, i still call him munnoo maamoo, munnoo being his nickname in urdu and maamoo meaning uncle, or mother's brother. i have never heard him speak a word of urdu. and when he used to come visit us in saginaw and we'd go out ot dinner, he'd order beers infront of my parents. amna and i used to idolize him when we were kids. he had this smooth freddie mercury thing going on when we were little. but with better teeth. these days he is looking more and more like his mother, my grandmother.

anyway, i called him this morning and our conversation went something like this:

Munoo Maamoo (MM): so, when are you free to get together?
ME: well, how about i come over sunday and stay the night and then go back on monday?
MM: sounds good. so just email me your address and i'll come pick you up. would you like to ride in a car or a motorcycle?
ME: MOTORCYCLE!! one of my best friends has one and i ride it pretty often, so im totally down to ride the bike.
MM: well, then i'll ride the harley down.
ME: SWEEEEEEEET!

harley? HARLEY! yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! im so excited.