I CANT DRIVE 55

48 hours. 750+ miles. Remington Hot Springs. Panoche Hills. Got lucky with the weather. Not so lucky with mechanical trouble(s), dropped bikes, wrecked bike. No cops and just one Juggalo (ette) run in. Im pretty sure those kids were fucking in the hotspring...









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My new roommate

A friend of mine recently killed his motorcycle. The oil pump failed and it starved his engine of oil, thus seizing the motor. Being a BMW kinda guy, but owning a Kawasaki, he decided to wash his hands of it and sell it for really cheap. Being the same bike as mine, I had to step up and claim it. This bike has every mod or farkle that you could ever want to upgrade too. It has the shocks and suspension I was about to purchase. It has the happy trail hard bags that I've been drooling over. New muffler, steel braided lines, cruise control, PIAA lights, intense crash bars, and more.

Ultimately I will part the bike out and sell what I don't need. The only problem I have right now is that I have nowhere to put it. The crank case is exposed, so it can't get wet, so I can't leave it outside or in my collapsing mildew spider infested garage. Only logical place to put it...

A room in the house. Blakers is gonna be so happy.

RIP- Nate Dogg

Dead at 41 years old. Wasn't even playing tha game. Probably a stroke since he has had two since 2007. I was hoping a dirty hoe's draws was the cause of it all.

Death Waft

Nuclear reactors are burping and farting in Japan.




Loser question to health food store employee: Do you have a miso that helps repel radiation?

Winner answer to fuckhole: We're all out of miso. Just breathe deep, you'll be fine.

Krystal Nation

Get some Krystal. We won't even miss 'em, (ha). Get better damn soon.

Love Everyone.

I love Halloween

I love Halloween for just this reason. Friends and unknown costumes. Every year it gets better.

Hair it is

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Finish line

After a HELLACIOUS cross country trip in a three cylinder Ford we made it to Maine to pick up Darnel upon completion of the Appalachian Trail. What makes a man cram into a Sports Weasel and drive 3000 miles across country—friendship, boredom, reckless abandon, recently burned down house? All and none as far as I recall. Certainly wasn't for the beard and hairdon't.

Pacific

Yeah, that was a damn good day. A year huh? Doesn't seem possible. How do we make the time stop?

About a year ago

About a year ago Vic came to town, and we did our best to get out of the city for the afternoon. We hopped in the truck and ended up at Point Reyes national seashore, about an hour or so north. These cliffs overlooking the Pacific were about a four mile walk out from the ranger station. I think I had lived in san francisco for about ten years at this point, and I had never been out here before. That's nuts. We gotta remember to take time to explore here an there. These cliffs ain't going nowhere, but we are.

Introducing Lil' T

Here she is. After months of searching, WD helped me pick this beauty (the bike, not the model, even though she is available too) up this past weekend down in Sanford from a sweet ole man named Sam. He said he'd fallen in love with a Harley, and didn't have time to ride both. He seemed real happy that I was the one adopting her, and by the time we drove off from the Wal-Mart parking lot he was kissing me on the head and inviting us down to ride and party with him and his people. I still need to do some practice laps in church parking lots before she and I are ready to hit the road, but when the time comes we're suiting up in our tassled jackets and heading straight to a certain farm in Wilkes County.

and the "Teacher of the Year" award goes too...

BarnYard's class of 2011 high school year book photo. No other words.

Puerto Rican

So we went to Puerto Rico for Tucks wedding. Stanimosity and LHG came too. Fun times. waves, and friends. I can't explain the love of Puerto Rico for Valentines day but all the Walgreens knew their love. Try visiting Walgreen's Valentines eve and you feel like it is black Friday. Rum, grocery stores named amigo owned by wal-mart, driving behind taillight less cars, and waves were the norm. Cristenberry and wife came to AR island too. Hillbilly take puerto rico

Charleston Beard Contest Ride

The nicest weekend of the year fell upon us these past few days. Darnel and I took a 600 mile road trip to Charleston so I could participate in the 2nd Southeastern Beard and Moustache Competition. On friday it was 75º and sunny. We had absolutely no agenda and it felt amazing. 

 We stopped at the Town Creek Indian Mound outside the uwharrie's. I had no idea this was even existed here. It was pretty cool. Worth the $0.00 price.

 We camped first night on the inner coastal waterway. Full moon over the water and some busch beer and some backpacking meals. Next day in Charleston we met up with an old friend from Reidsville and her husband and we kicked it around Folly Beach and other parts around and within.

 Some sweet graffiti 

On saturday, we met this tweaker, Capt' T. He has this freaky sunken rolled back unusable left eye and this fresh as hell 4 inch scar on the right side of his forehead. He had to get right up on ya to see you, so I can't imagine how well he rides his harley. He and his buddy, mouse, (a meth runner) rolled up next to us because Capt' T's bike was smoking. He jumped off and came up to me instead of checking his bike and said, "Who's that?". He wasn't concerned about his bike at all. The Captain was certainly a crack troll set loose onto the fading light of this early spring day. I wish I was making any of this up, but I'm not. It's all true.

The Quien competing as the "Electric Starfish" He got second. He was robbed.

 Relaxing on the way home. Good Times