Been really feeling an itch for this bike again. Had some really cool shit, like the passenger peg mounts, original 21" spool Invader, Morris mag and the diamond axle plates/gooseneck. I jacked it up a little by removing the drum brake for a disc, sticking a sprung seat on it and thinking a belt drive would be cool on a '68 XLCH..might have to work on a second chance soon.
My shins have recovered, too..
(Thanks to Danny F. from the JJ for the last two scans)
Ya know, I really try not to bitch..OK, so my ancestors were probably the MOST fucked of all in the American history..yeah, they come out as the sidekick at BEST..HOWEVER
We ALL know that's fucking Eurotrash feel good wannabe buddy bullshit. Stick you're fucking happy horseshit love aside, MY ORIGINALPEOPLE were some SCARY ASS (to pussy whitey folk) but PEACEFUL and NATURE LOVING motherfuckers that were nearly completely DECIMATED for no reason at all...other than greed.
It's TIRESOME, from a direct descendant's viewpoint, to hear this bullshit whiney fucking "BLAME THE MAN" bullshit from someone who is in the TOP 2% income of this WHITEY ASS NATION. Oh, PLEASE don't let me use the word NIGGER amongst your FUCKING SPORTS loving bunch of ASSHOLE RACIST CRONIES. Go ahead and cheer-jeer against-for the BRAVES, REDSKINS and the INDIANS...you piece of racist shit. I guess it's OK as long as it ain't the New Jersey NIGGERS, Brooklyn BLUEGUMS or the Manhattan MOOLIES.
Talk about SUCKING UP TO THE MAN. SUCK THAT WHITE DICK, PREACH YOUR HATE..
YOU are part of the problem.
THIS rant comes from a NON RACIST, Neutral-politicized redskin motherfucker....so SUCK my DICK if you need to throw some hate my way. Spike Lee is part of the PROBLEM, and so are YOU, if you don't see this.
Annnd, the quarterback is toast, ladies and gentlemen. time to overcome the superbudget rebuild. Won't say I didn't see it coming, but it IS a big inconvenience right now. Luckily, I am now doing something with my days, instead of wrenching, riding and posting.
Here's a brief history of MY time:
Really fired up to get my 'glide together, despite several setbacks, mechanical, financial and biological.
Of course, we KNEW the quickie summer rebuild wasn't gonna last,didn't we? Kept hearing a knock on the top end...which ended up being the crank pin. Never did have more than 60-80 lbs of cylinder pressure, so I wasn't too thrilled with it from the get-go. Aw, well, lets me do exactly what I want with it.
Ended up with this neat little thing. Definitely started my mind a-racing...now all I need is an ironhead and a servi rear end..and the rest of the stuff.
And, I've been spending my days loving on cool shits like this:
Lemme throw this in there, too. I like crazy people, nanotechnology and singularity stuff. I also like living in the now, and wondering how far I'll get to see technology take us. I hope I can remain cognizant of of the evolution of mankind and technology, and embrace it, instead of eventually fearing it, like so many do.
Then I made it to the compound, and was able to rid myself of some tie wraps..
And then we headed to Taco Punk. My commuicato device failed me not long after, due to power outage (dead battery). Thanks, T. Edison; had you not been such a greedy, arrogant douchebag, Tesla's coil might have kept us ALL running. Of course, we'd also be a different sort of insane with all of the EMPs coursing through us...or are we?
I can't wait for this great show...man, they even thought of a unique NAME:
"Enter the Dragon"
Wonder where that sexy font originated?
Wow, those silly punks must've taken their time machine and swiped that font for their own good. Speaking of stealing, I'll try to find my old flyers that Mike Muir sent me in the Army, so I don't feel guilty about reblogging this one.
Wow...
And, now for something completely different (yeah, I invented that and Monte Python swiped it):
This is absolutely the BEST Halloween costume ever!
OF course, it's also from one of my favorite movies!
