1973 FX, Pothole Plow..

A whole lot of time packed into a couple months.  Distressed denim and sheetrock dust, resurrection, fuel capacity.  Just got back from Japan, we have so much free space here, and bigger food, but I still crave the magic of yakitori.   

Double Dating.

Take a step back from the everyday hustle, listen to the highway haul, burn all those scraps you've been saving.  When second job's too much a load, blast on down the backin' road.  Freedom, and beers in trucks, cutoff jeans...  Today's new pop country aside.  Need to replace elk with dirtbike for Lil' Em Jean.  

Tanktops, Fencehops and Ironbeards...

Brass chips, Belt drives, River rolling, Bearded Man Xtreme...  Sounds like summer to me!  If you're sad, go to bed, if you're talking too much shit, brush your teeth.  If you're smart stay afloat.  See you in the woods.