Sunday, November 25, 2012

Champagne pain in the ass...

That's what it's been these last few days, a real one.  I blame the holiday focused on overindulgence.  Now it's time to get out in the sun..

Thursday, November 15, 2012

.070 Over.

Whelp it's that time of year again... Bikes are torn half apart, parts in the mail, ideas brewing in minds, forcing buddies to sit on bikes for the good ole' squint test..  Jim had no luck finding a 750 Triumph on CL as of late and with a BSA being out of the question, he managed to go hog-wild and found himself a 63' HD Ironhead.. Complete with bias-ply tire, shit-crazy rake and chromed cases.. Bad idea?  Wait, aren't all of our pointless quests based upon the so called "bad ideas"...  Anyhow, we pulled it apart and luckily engine parts existed within, rebuild time.. 

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Older days..

    Found some photos from our buddy Eric K...  Think it's from last winter.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Freedom and Ferry rides.

Orcas Island trip from a few years back..  
     We were at some random fancy party eating hors d'oeuvres and drinking fine wine, when all the sudden it went full underwear.  Boobs were out, beers were downed, briefs, panties, a whole mess of dancing and awesome food.  The air was hot and thick with lusting youth, wandering eyes, a hunger for some sort of de-evolution.  So having been reduced to some sort of slobbering beer thirsty vultures.. I recall...  
     ...Later that night Jim finding a zip-loc bag full of money that someone had stuffed into his leather jacket... Possibly thinking it was their own??  Never did find out..  So the next day we wake up and load up the Volvo with some bikes and camping gear using the found money for a good old spontaneous camping trip.  The Orcas Island skatepark is the best, the raccoons there are frightening, hot-toddies all day with severe head colds looming..  All in all a good time.  Nothing like some free money well spent on freedom.  

Just lofting the bmx from point a to b on a crisp Northwest morning...

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Car Chong...

It's Saturday, the day of car talk on NPR...  Had no idea Click and Clack had a Cheech and Chong thing going on...

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Trike, Triple, Studs.. Morning Rage.

"Sometimes guns can't do everything, but prayer can"...  Stupid freaks and their faith.  Anyhow, who said three-wheelers are horrible redneck machines that flip over?  Oh yeah!  Starting today those studded tires are legal on our Portland streets, good thing, since the snow just dumps.. I don't think I knew anybody in the Midwest who ever used studded winter tires.  Kids today...  Apparently shithead yuppie parents are actually freaked out by a real Halloween porch setup..  They would walk to the other side of the road.  And may I say, rightfully so.  I spent most of the day pumping tranquilizers into the candy, setting up my trap door into the child sex dungeon..  We gave candy to a bum, a fifty year old lady, two teenage girls, and one kid dressed as batman, no one else could muster the courage to visit.. Thanks world, go back home and jerk off into your iPhone, cook an organic TV dinner, and settle deep, and I mean deep into that vintage couch.  It's a scary world out there...