Wednesday, December 29, 2010

2010 Thoughts and Rants...

Another one bite the dust..

Government still sucks, unemployment rate still hoovering around 10%..much higher in places..National debt ever increasing..China raised interest rates..Question..what is .5% of 4 Trillion dollars..Not even gonna go there..The people spoke out in November and tossed a few of the bums..Not the ones we needed to but a start..Willie spoke out louder than most..proud of you brother..

Things I learned this year..

Middle aged white guy's can't get help with health care cause it is known before we are asked we have too much..and if we go ten toes up it is one last dissenter to deal with..

The medical establishment and drug makers will never find a cure for cancer or aids..there is far to much money in it..much more cost effective to just keep you alive a little longer..

Aliens had to come and kick start our evolution..we are far to lazy to have done it on our own..and the history channel say's it's so..

Nostradamus was pretty cool..

San Fransisco Giants are the world series champs..ya baby..

California still hasn't fallen in the ocean..and we still for all our woe's have wraps on cool..

Global Warming is the reason for the far cooler temperatures and all this pretty snow...According to a tree hugger on Fox News..damn..

Al Gore ran out of carbon credits or lost them in the divorce..where ya at now Al..

Harley still has it's head above water..tough choices and changes..that's free enterprise..

Wonder how the riding's gonna be in the land of Oz this summer.. 

Ever though they are on the government banned list I still enjoy greasy burgers, chili beans and pork burrito's..

Working harder to make less is becoming habit forming..still have to smile and laugh..

Riding still ends all bad things for long enough to get over them..ride hard my wayward friends...

It's ain't no thing but a damn chicken wing...Happy New year..

A Rat Bastard...

Friday, December 24, 2010


Morning light creeping through the window..
Sound of the garage door as it opens..
Glimmer of chrome and paint..
Smell of gas and oil, leather and sweat..
Rubber creaking on concrete..
Jiffy spring pulling taunt..
A pull on the choke and five easy twists..
Second kick to life and the rumble..
Power, vibration and sound..
Slight pull of the clutch..
Loud clack of 1st gear..
Pull of torque and horsepower..
Roar of the pipes echo..
Whine of the road under your soul..
Feel of the wind on your skin..

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Chrismas with Taco...

It was right around 1984 living in a small burg just out side of Fairfield California...Been a wild spring and the Kleppie and he introduced me to the Taco..famed in his exploits..The Klep finds a working payphone sometime during the day on the 24th..Weather had been rough but we a couple day's of Sunshine ahead..He whispered over the phone..Party at Taco's..been burning oak in the pit..bring your scooter, the old lady and some gobblers..dead and plucked por favor....

Knowing well in advance that there would be no drive home I packed the ex in the camper..stopped by Vons and grabbed the two biggest birds they had,,,a mix of brews in large quantities and a gallon or so of Jack..bought me a Santa hat for the ride, kicked over the pan and rolled towards Martinez..Sun shining bright off the chrome...Hohoho it's gonna be a biker Christmas..

As I roll across the Carquinez bridge I swear I smell oak we make the swing off the 680..past my favorite Food & Liquor..and into the depths of the old end of I turn the Pan down Taco's street I see a line of Chrome and hear the stereo cranking out Bad Company...I pull in beside the Lizards new Dyna to a slew of Hi-Fives and hugs...and the Taco man sitting on his wooden thrown..or the stump to the rump smiling...Merry Christmas...Bro...

As evening rolls in and the sounds of loud pipes and laughter echo in the night..The Kleps sitting back picking the Dobro by the firelight...I sit back in the dark soaking in sounds..Brothers and Sisters dancing the night winds down..

The morning sun breaks through the left over fog in my mind..Christmas and Harleys..Turkeys and beer..damn fine day I can't wait for new Year.....Merry Christmas to all and to all a great time...



Monday, December 20, 2010

The Bubbling Point

Name that fender...when all else fails build a bike..Got parts and pieces and whole bikes laying around..time to get past the Grinch mood..Bhah Humbugs need to go..Break out the wrenches and get in the winter wonder what the hell it will look like come spring mood...Here we go...

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Can you make that burger rare..

Mental mind fuck of a day..heading to the high desert to twist some wrenches and attempt to make a living..damn..been in a funk and decided at the last second to pay a driver to drive my work truck and ride the and the glide are still working things out so a little bonding time might fact might even be a lesson to me..longer story than this believe me..Weathers good to go..later than I wanted start but we are on the road..

Couple of hundred miles over went smooth and easy ride wise,,I really should have stuck to the high desert and about to make it my new fact sooner than later..roll in to town around 2pm and check with my client and then finish my personal version of foot in mouth of my finer qualities..around 4pm decide to cruise a little..let my mind relax..I see the sign on I-15, Vegas...151 miles..damn I could sure use a good burger...

Now slowing I eased into the relaxed mode..mind focuses on the road..Niel Young's is belting out Like a Hurricane on the box...and the mile markers fly past..I see the lights in front of me damn it went to fast as I pull into the Hard Rock..Burger please..make it rare..

Time at times is just something that gnaws at the heart of you..never enough,,always rushing to meet it,,late is not an option..I realized time is something we have little of..rush to get back I have to work..I put down my burger..enjoyed a fry and sipped my sweet tea..what's the rush..I enjoyed..walking through the casino and out to the of the desert winter settling in around me I caught a glimpse on another world another time..I slowing released the clutch soaking in what means to be free..and rode slowly into the night...on my time...       

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Cold on the Mountain...

Cold but full of thought,,just as it should be..Seems I don't have time to ride until my few remaining working braincells scream..Ride...

It's been that kind of year..very little seat time..why, to much time hustling work..listening to the talking heads telling us how much better it is and wondering where the hell they are..Little shit turns big at times, things that don't mean crap turn important..we forget our for answers that lay within easy reach..or are sitting in the garage on a jiffy stand..wondering where we have been..

Glides been a garage king..seems to like it, warranty is still strong..Rough day, week or couple of weeks and I walk by it everyday..Not thinking of  riding but stressing on shit I might be able to change or might not..Life's works like that when you let it take control..rain clouds have gathered so I got an excuse..easier to sit braindead in front of the box than to take the cure..Not today, I have to ride...break out full lid and leather..snow ride..

Light sprinkles as I back out of the garage...Crank up that sweet I notice the dude across the street, hands out shrugging his shoulders with a baffled look on his face..I smile but he never saw I twisted it back,,,to feel squealing rubber beneath me..the first real laugh in a long time rolls out towards the night..

Rain splatter on and off as I reach the bottom of the hill..Knowing this ain't smart I grab another gear...up we go..a little to hard and maybe way to fast we climb..Concentration takes over as worries fade..working the throttle like a fine turned guitar feather it in power it out..Feel road...the Glide wiggles and slides but never let's go...The little light rains turning to snow..

I know it's cold but it never crosses my mind..we fly by the snowline at 5000 destination is well with reach as I kick down the gears and feather the brakes a small twisty road way off to the left not well traveled and mostly forgot..The snows standing 2 maybe 3 inches deep straight up we climb...The Glide slips and it slides but never lets go we reach the top and pull to the peak..Look to the west to see light below..Me and the Glide a light dusting of snow..

Mind a little clearer..or as good as it can be..dripping leathers hanging in the warming my bones...smiling....ride on....   


Monday, November 22, 2010

Bye Gus...

Didn't know him as well as I should have..Heard Friday there had been a wreck, bike versus car and the rider died just down the road from me..Down a road I travel every chance I get..One of the guy's from the shop had driven by and told me it was that dude with the cherry red bike that was with your buddy Ernie a few weeks back..Damn it..

I had rode with Gus and Ernie a few times..we meet way back and shared the bikes and cars stuff..I'm thinking what to say once I knew it was Gus and need to make the call to my Bro..The Dirty one was on his way..We talked about Gus a bit..he was riding at 100mph plus..Good stretch of road I have done it, most of us who ride this area have at one time or another..Car pulled off a side road, misjudged his speed..He never knew what happened, it was over before it started..

Family and friends had a get together last night to remember Gus..I got dragged along, not something I would attend normally..I am glad I did, it makes you think of what you leave behind and happy to have what you have..if that's just another day..Got to meet the wife and kids,,here stories and see tears shed..Made me for a second wonder what he was thinking..Then I realized I know what he was thinking..all who ride to some extent do..

It's a sad way to really get to know someone..It makes you see what you missed by not taking the time..Gus ride free my brother, maybe someday we can do it again... 

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

When Shovelheads attack....

In 1966 the gods of Harley Davidson introduced the Shovelhead..

Now Shovelheads were mean little mothers..loved the taste of Honda's..Triumphs... and other hot machines of the day..Had a couple of years of munching everything and anything in sight then as the hostility built along came AMF..You know what that stands for boy's and girls..Class and integrity go out the window,,

So AMF who were well know for there bowling ball but no balls set out to change the image of the name..and they did just not quite the way they had planned..The dirty greasy bike image that most of us enjoy was to be gone..They planned to bring Harley to the mainstream scumbags..away from the brand loving true scumbags..Well with their lacking skills at anything other than building golf clubs and penis rackets...I meant tennis silly people..

Everything imploded..Quality went even farther down the tubes..The oil never started to just ran..the first few years were a disaster..but those who had the addiction stayed true..We wade through the oil puddles to remain true..

So I have had Panheads, Evo's..Sporty's..never had a Knucklehead but dated a couple and worked with many...and in 1981 Willy G..made the move, kick the brand back to life then did away with the Kicker..He stayed true to the brand and still managed to bring in the crowd AMF craved...and did away with the oil leaks..vibrations and funky seats..well in some cases..The bottom line to the history of the Shovel..I can related..We can argue what the best motor is, or the best design..All I know is the best days of my life were the times I was attacked by a Shovelhead...

Monday, November 15, 2010

Dealing with it..

Ever have a headache..One that goes on for a month or more..Ever hand your doctor cash and he just keep putting his hand out wanting more..Now I got to be feeling like pounded shit to go to the Doctor but have been a few times in the last month, gave them all kinds of fluids..some needed and some not so important..Been radiated..loaded with drugs..un loaded with drugs, told I was taking the wrong drugs stop..It's just a fucking headache right..

So if my damn mechanic had blown it 4 or 5 times I would turn the wreck in on the lemon law..found out I can't do it with human or almost human body parts..Who needs a damn head anyway..Oh and I'm sitting in the chair in the picture..I'm hanging around but not like that..So I'm thinking I need a new mechanic..Without my fair share of NoBama care I got to fund all this shit out of pocket..That does limit the total amount of care you tons..

Riding works,,,it seems to cure most ill's but got to work..Got my special K doing her damn-est..but she is learning you can lead a jack ass to water and all he wants is whine..I got the cure..all I need is work, life and the rest of the happy horse shit we all endure to back off..a never ending tank of fuel and some sleazy motels and greasy burgers...Pack it up K..let's go..

Thursday, November 11, 2010

April 23rd 1980..siting in plane on a tarmac in Germany, locked and loaded ready for war..Mission would have been Iran..It's as close as I would come to war as I look around the plane and think of the people who I would trust with my life, those of taught me...those who matter in a time of unknowing..

Staff Sargent Wayne Johnson.. My drill..could not sing cadence but knew how to make boy's into men..

Staff Sargent James Davis..Sat me down and talked to me one day at lengthen..Never understood you until we boarded the plane..

Specialist Terry friend still today..Hogwaller Ky..clown and radio man deluxe..

PFC Lafayette Gross..Being in the field was a proved the disbelievers wrong didn't you..a man of his word..

Sargent Greg Kanhi..been here before,,grabbed the bull by the horns and took the lead..many were great full to you that day..

And the of the 2nd and 4th infantry..Drive on..

Thanks to all who serve our great country and there family's who support them..Freedom lives on today from the sacrifices all who have served make..God Bless America.. 

Tuesday, November 9, 2010


Damn, would have never thought I would be sitting here staring at my first chance to join AARP..good discounts but man just the thought brought on wrinkles...and gas..Funny how the package arrived yesterday..LOL,,,,Some some thoughts of a half a century...

John F. Kennedy was elected president on the day I was born..I didn't vote for him and kept Mom and Dad from doing the same..I took my of the few times in life I didn't rush in..

Went to my first Giants game when I was four..don't remember it but congratulations to the Giants long time coming...

The 1960's were a blur..remember watching the news with dad..the war both here and abroad..our country was in turmoil..riots and such..I do remember driving through Watts after the riots first trip to Disney land..

The 1970's..ya..the teen years..did good in school, played sports then one day I stumbled into the first sweetheart..the first motorcycle..the first sip of beer...the first joint and life was never the same..Let the wild ride begin...First Harley..1964 Panhead..never looked back..US thing I ever did..

The 80's..Pretty much started with my first ride..I mean 3 months on the road,,Cali, Arizona, Texas..ending in the land of oz..snow and cold..brief history between parting and stopping parting I made it to Florida a few times..rode the shrimp boats..Rode from Ft.Meyer Beach to Vancouver BC..for the worlds fair..just because..Got maried, got unmarried..Got drunk and got sober...made choices..most worked out..

The 90's..never figured on getting this I put some effort into them..good jobs, stability, picket fences.. Credit card debit..boredom..didn't ride much...grew up or tried..found out success and happiness don't always go hand in hand..spent more time riding..moved away from corporate America..

The 2000's..who would have figured the computers didn't crash..started on a roll..turned into a roller coaster..have enjoyed the last ten years for all the good and bad..rode lot's more..been on top and near the older and acted younger..Other than the hair and diet not much has changed..some little known facts..

I know far less today than when I was 18...and it's a good thing..

Road bugs still taste the same..just easier to digest..

Have learned it is sometimes better to shut up..have not learned how to use my new found skill..

No matter what the doctors say's..greasy burgers come before healthy salads..

The best things in life tend to get away..that's life..

Getting old is all a state of mind..and I lost that years ago..see ya in 2060...

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Roller Coasters, Stress and the Wind....

Sort of a blurry picture seems to fit..Been on a roller coaster...been at the limits of stress and frustration..self inflicted to an extent,,added to by outside forces..All work and no play tends to make the Rat edgy..A common simple goal has become a quest..the closer it get the bigger the road blocks seems to be..I need a cure..

Now assholes and dumb fucks are a fact of daily life..For the most part you learn how to avoid them, play them or work them to your advantage..But there are times when you can be overwhelmed by them and it causes stress..The kind of stress you need to work through..find relief..I have a few cures that work well, like blasting watermelons with a shotgun...Double tapping Bin Laden pictures with a .45..ya there might be other pictures that work but we don't need to go there..we need Ride..

Laying in bed, head humming..can't relax and know sleep will never come..simple goal..became so complex..I roared all day at the wrong people because of it..Now laying here it's all soaking in..I need relief..Shotguns, hand guns and long guns are out of the question..I get up..pull on my riding boots..No certain plan..just search for the cure..find peace in the wind...

The old Shovel roars to life..all these years together it seems to know when to behave..we roll..dark and warm for we roll through town a direction I never go..a ride I never make..a road I never the lights fade in my mirrors I crank back the throttle..damn if they could only put this feeling in a bottle..

Now some day's the cure means you have to go fast...riding like hell, escaping your past..Sometimes it means riding mellow and slow..releasing your mind just letting it go..each ride is different..meaning the same..all to escape life and  its' little screwed up game..

Got no where to go, no place to be..just me and my Harley riding to be free..the wind washes through me with it's crisp autumn and the wind, road and the shadows of tree's..The roar of the pipes fills the air....leaving me smiling and without a care..time passes without becomes right as I crank back my throttle and wonder into the night..soaked in the light of the moon and the stars..I grab me a gear and pass me some cars..

The amazing feel of freedom...The cure from the road...I drop down the throttle, kick down a gear..The pipes at an idle is all that I hear..

See ya next time....

Wednesday, October 27, 2010


Sat down gonna tell a story...Instead I tossed snake eyes..not once but two days running..Promised a story and got it run through my mind..or what's left of it..drew a blank..seems that happens much more these days..Good thing is I can laugh about it..

Had a few things on my mind that I needed..What I really needed couldn't be had..This ain't Kansas Dorthy and with enough green in my pocket for a pack of smokes, tank of gas and greasy burger that wasn't happening..So you do the next best thing,,,kick her over..bang a gear head down to the local pit stop, pump Ethel and grab a box of cancer sticks,,Head for the grade..

Now Boyd's Grade is mine since the dirty one ran off to Utah and joined his sheet metal cult it made me the king..on todays ride it worked out good..was in no mood to be avoiding his slow ass on the way up..Been 2 years since I passed a car on the grade but I still suck air and get aware flying through those blind curves..but with living large and eating greasy in my near future I turned the throttle back a little tighter..It brought back memories..

About 30 years ago, this old Shovelhead was shiny red and new..I knoe everything at the time..and was one bad mother biker until I meet a biker..Same place,,same bike just a couple of decades later I was making the same ride..I remember pulling up to the bar that day..hitching up my new Hein Grecike chaps as I bellied up to the bar..There sitting beside me was this grizzled old son of a bitch..hell he had to be 35 or so..washed up a tired looking...I had a beer and a shot then another..I said something to the old timer..don't remember what it was but I am sure it fell into the inappropriate category..He eyeballed me and laughed..Now laughing at a bad man is a mistake..I made a point of making that point clear..He smiled and said lets go outside..

Now being a smart bad mofo..I let him go first..wanna see every we stepped out the door the old timer with lighting speed and agility had his hand on my throat and me pinned to the wall..never saw it coming..he leaned his ugly old mug, bad breath and broken teeth the right up close and sorta whispered "you got choices boy..Get on that ugly red thing of yours and hit the road, get your ass stomped or come back in, be civil and buy me a beer..

Well I wasn't ready to put my tail between my legs..anymore than it was already that is..Pretty easy to decide the ass beating was not an options so I dug out my wallet and bought him a beer..6 or 8 if I remember right..Wally you ugly old timer..I learned more about being a biker in those few seconds than I had in years,,thank you friend..and Sunshine..this one was all yours..and the burgers at the end of the road were still greasy..damn..

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Can't avoid the void..

I have tried to kick my political habit..I have grown weary of the system as a hole..I spelled that's a hole, big hole..let your mind wonder..It's seems every new election the shit slinging grows larger and the answers grow smaller..nobody has a plan..They all is the Rat's insight..

First let's touch on the power they have bankrupted the country..not just future generations but in one really cares anymore..The end is near..those who have spoken out have grown weary..The steams gone from the's why...

The Grand Ole Party..Republicans..have dropped the ball..Nothing on the table, set back and let the country fall apart..No plan just sit back and wait,,in my humble way of thinking makes them just a dumb as the N'Obomakins..But then again nothing being done might be better than what has been done..maybe..then we have the tea party..

Labeled as wacko's and racist..demeaned by the left and shunned by the right..To far out there..I begin to wonder if when the founding fathers of our great country decided screw the king were stepping out on our own if they were labeled wacko's..I am thinking so..Now the only problem I see is how long can they keep it going..will it fade away like Ross Perot..only time will tell..

The Rat's thinking nothing will change..I'm gonna do the same thing in the voting booth I have done for years..Follow the R's...never marked a D yet..and wonder when we as Americans will stand up and take our country back..just a thought..

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Dirty One..

Shit happens, woke up to the sound of someone trying to get in my front door Friday night..No need need to jack one in the chamber just slide off the safety..Hey if it ain't loaded it's no better than owning a rock I sneak down the hallway hoping to use up some old ammo..a greasy ass head pops through the door..Fuck bro put that thing down..Damn Ernie you should of called..I did you broke dick dog..your phones off..Oh yea I hate that thing..Dirty and his better half had arrived..I forgot all about it..Make yourself at home I got to do the slave thing in the morning..

My bro came to get that oil dripping greasy bag pan out of my way..and get in some ride time..Saturday is out my friend..well maybe a short in the evening..Instead we fired up the grill a shared old times and new times..expanded on old stories and created new..laughed about the good and bad..Talked about how it just is not the same not sneaking off and getting in late night burger runs,,casino Maria's cooking till we were ready to explode..

Sunday morning as the suns cracking over the Sierra Nevada's the sound of the old pan and the shovel fill the driveway, to the dismay of neighbors I'm sure..As we roll out heading to the we climb towards pine flat lake the sun starts to warm our bones..blasting pipes warming the soul..It's comfort that's been missing since the Dirty One made his run for the boarder..the shit eating grin on his ugly mug tells me he feels it too..

Grab a total grease bomb burrito at Doyles..together with the worst cup of horse piss ever that was apssed off as coffee..self inflicted injury..knew better..we head towards Wonder Valley..If you ever ride through what you will wonder is why anybody would want to live there..The rattlesnakes move out in the we head for the giant redwoods..maybe a stop a Snowline..tell some lie's about all the fights we won..and lost there over the years..We rolled..hard and fast..morning wind alive and well..

Rolling through the park..just slowing down to take in the Big tree's, General Grant and Sherman..and the rest of the true giants..If you have never seen them make it a point..we head towards 245...old huants..old friends and a ride long over due..

Hit the Mountain House..rice burners packing the lot..we find a spot in the back and shut them down..The Sunday bad band trying to be cool..Couple of old time gypsy leather clad brother sitting in the back as we order a belly bomb burger and head back..been a year since I crossed path with Rey and Too Tall..had a good lunch with good hard riding friends..and started the last leg of the summer..

As we rolled off the last rolling hill at the end of what was to be a short day that went long..a high five at 60..a couple of passes through small burgs with the pipes screaming..a little to fast..a gear to high and that catch me if you can attitude we brought them home..Life's good as we load the pan in the trailer and head in to see what the boss cooked up..gonna miss ya my greasy safe.. 

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Joke of the day..

Obama dies and finds himself
before the Pearly Gates.  He is very
excited; all his life he's had a secret wish and
longed to meet the Prophet Mohammed.  Having
arrived at the Gates of Heaven, Barack meets a man with a beard.
'Are you Mohammed?' he asks.
'No, my son.  I am Peter.  Mohammed is higher up.'
Peter then points to
a ladder that rises into the clouds.  Delighted
that Mohammed should be higher than Peter, Obama
climbs the ladder in
great strides, climbs through the clouds coming to a
room where he meets another bearded man.
He asks again, 'Are you Mohammed?'
'No, I am Moses.  Mohammed is higher still.'
Exhausted, but with a heart full of joy he climbs the ladder
yet again, he discovers an even larger room where he
meets another man with a beard.
Full of hope, he asks again,
'Are you Mohammed?'
'No, I am Jesus . . . You will
find Mohammed higher up.'
Mohammed higher than
Jesus!  Man! Obama can hardly contain his
delight and climbs and climbs, ever higher.
Once again, he reaches a larger room where he meets a man
with a beard and repeats his question:  'Are you
Mohammed?' he gasps as he is,
by now, totally out of breath from all his climbing.
'No, my son . . . . I am
Almighty God. But you look exhausted.
Would you like a cup of coffee?
''Yes!  Please, my Lord.'
God looks behind him, claps his hands and yells
out:  'Yo!  Mohammed! Two coffees!'
Keep your trust in God -  Your government has
failed you miserably.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Mr. President..let's set the record straight..

After hearing your whine as to how you have been treated by the right like a dog I feel for the sake of all dogs out there we need to set the record straight..

Unlike yourself mister president most dogs obey their masters..No dog in his right mind would pass a health care bill that his masters did not support..No dog in it's right mind would continue to blame  others for there complete incompetence..Dogs learn from their mistakes and try to do their honest best to not make the same mistake over and over again...

Dogs don't lie..or bankrupt the countries future..Dogs have common sense,,they understand you don't bite the hand that feeds you..Dogs don't do things that hurt our economy, raise taxes or spend more time on Oprah than they do guarding their territory..Taking care of business ya know..

So next time you feel the pressure and need relief by speaking out on how your have been treated try "cockroach"...It's a much better fit..and doesn't insult the good dogs of America


Wednesday, September 8, 2010

New Kid on the block..and I mean chopping block..

Just rolled in the door...Damn thing made me want to be a cop..well almost..All the cop stuff is gone,,but it has a brand new 103 Screaming Eagle..Before I take the torch to it anyone interested..Drop me a line and I will send you pics..if not,,well we will see what it turns out to be..

Shovel may get to go back together for one last run..don't think I will get the old dog done before Slab City..and we are going to Slab City so..back together it goes...Rat Rods, old Harley's and punk rock..I can't think of a better way to spend the 50th..

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Configuring it out...

When the brain fart storm hit I knew what I wanted..Hardtail rat..when reality stroked me and the hazy memory of my hardtail pan set in I went to work on the design at the swing arm...Easy right..not so fast..I have a fatboy rear I want to run..with the new brakes..I also want to drop the ass end another 1 1/2 inches..

Now it becomes geometry..Widen the swing arm an inch, move the shocks..Make them work and clear a fender..Geometry lay them down..forward on top or back at the bottom..shorter shocks, less travel..upper brackets have to be changed..lower brackets will be wider as I stretch the swing arm..Off to the drawing board..

For those who have never experienced this it can be as good as the ride..The sense of accomplishment..the frustration that turns to smiles as you see it come together..let the fun begin.. 

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

The drawing board...

Back on the table my baby went this weekend..Like most build's only different this is our new beginning to an old dream..Do we go down and dirty, rat nasty or do we do some modern day retro..Hardtail or tweak the old stuff..Chrome or flat black..Fast and small or big and bad...Open primary or closed..74ci or 100ci..She's stripped down to her naughty's  and leaving the brain work to me..I decide and then decide again..Had the picture and lost it..It's not like putting a strangers motor in a's my dream..

Friday, August 27, 2010

The story behind the story...

It's has become way to common, the passing of a friend..Lost another one damn it..We went way back and I mean grade school way back..He was a a die hard cowboy..I was a die hard biker..they are the same thing only different clothes..I'm going to miss him but that's not the story..The phone call a few day's before is where it starts...
I dropped my cell phone off a truck a week or two ago..I found myself not really sweating it, in fact I found relief in the silence.I have grown to hate technology in the last few months among other things..No computer at the house anymore..No home phone either..when I pull in the driveway at the end of the day I turn the ringer off..I broke the addiction to unnecessary chatter..back to the story..
So I ordered a replacement phone the next day and it took a couple of day's to arrive..the second I came to life it rang..My friend, my bro was calling..worried something had happened, wondering if I went off the deep end..No not yet but I work on it everyday without effort..What's up?? I needed an ear he say's..and I have something of yours..

Let me go back a little, say thirty years or so..after the fun of drive in movies, beer hunting and Jims happens and we went different directions..I joined the army and he went to college. I moved around the country and he went through brides..about eight years we got together once or twice..He was found of cocaine and whiskey, I was found of what ever would take the edge off..Some how and some way reality hit us both about the same time..I gave up my hard party ways..I wanted to move ahead in life,,not lifestyle but life..soon after at a out of the way, deep dark corner of life changes we came face to what we would always laugh as being the last expected place on AA we found the true meaning of a bro..

No matter how bad ass we may think we are we all need a crutch at times..and we have been each others outlet for many years..a bond..we spent a couple of years guiding, learning working on life..then as it seems to go we found or niches and moved on..but we never lost the bond..we were always there when needed..I'm going to miss you the rest of the story..

So I have been shifting through life's gears at a snails pace, not sad and not overly excited in fact bored but to complacent to change it..Gave up on politics,,working harder and making less thanks to that sorry son of a..wait I gave up on that..riding but not enjoying..writing and deleting on here..just can't find a an inspiring thought hit me a few weeks back..time to do what has always been on the back burner..Fifty is coming up fast..a couple of three months away..Me and the Shovelhead have wandered back in the garage..I'm building me a chopper..not some out of the box parts bolted together to look like a, the sawzall, die grinder and wielder are working as a seeing you soon..later..


Tuesday, August 17, 2010

The Smart Bike...

Don't try this one at home..damn it had to hurt..

Thursday, August 12, 2010

A WTF...some real hot stuff...

Now the trike thing has gotten way out of hand but this is as far overboard as it gets....My thinking has always been at the point I need training wheels just shoot me...

Habanero's are ready come and get it...

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

New Rat in the stable..

I will not tell you how many years this has taken to finish..Well get to the point it is ready to roll..never finish a hot rod project until you part with it..It's a 1953 M38A1 with a few minor upgrades..450 HP small block Chevy..T350 trans..Power Steering and brakes, disc's all the way around..braided lines,,air lockers,, 4:56's Tera locker 4:1 transfer case,,, fresh wiring end to end..Saturday is the major test run..after about 6 years of work and countless craiglist trades it's is about time..LOL..

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Why Libreals Suck...Bill Scher get a life...

I tried to stay away from this know the blood boiling..You know the Rat rant's..Just said no yesterday and it stuck with me here goes..

Bill Scher you are a clueless moron along with all your keyboard pounding leftwing idiot comrades...It is completely obvious the only thing you have ever ran in your weasel little life is your over-sized mouth..We still live in a free market society and even though you and your communist crew don't like it and are doing everything you can to drive it into the ground it's the way it is..If companies making money bothers you so bad maybe you should pack your ass to China, Cuba or Venezuela..I'm sure they could find a place for you in the stupid propaganda force..Moron..   

Sunday, July 25, 2010

As the time fly's past..

Woke up at 2am..warm to the point of toasty outside as I pulled up my smoking chair and stared at the tinted orange glow of the almost full moon..Been on my best behavior for a long time...but my this early morning the mind is racing..or need to a couple texts go out..Won't be in today, don't call..see ya when I get back..

I roll out the glide,,fire it this comes up at the next neighborhood watch meeting but with any luck I won't be there..I'll be here..Road time alone at 2am is clear thinking time..had a plan I was headed for breakfast at where ever five hours of hard throttle landed me..So about 80mph an hour in the thought hits's been a lousy year..Work, the house and life are OK but something keeps me off balance in the back of my small wrapped mind...Figure it out..I keep riding..

Then it it hit's me as I head up the first grade of many today..It's that fifty thing..See I turn half a fricking century in a couple of itself it is no big deal but in the big picture it was never suppose to happen..or so I thought..So tell me how many of you hard riding bad MoFo's have made the brag..I will never live to see 30, 40 and the big 50..shit happens I guess..I just realized I have accomplished my best case of lack of planning..Oh well I'm riding right..

So the dwelling on life is how I see it..I have spent 25% of life being bad..some minor and some not so minor..broken some commandments if I were to be a believer..Been good 25% sometimes real good but most the time just good enough to get by..the 50% of the time I have been nonexistent..I think they call it life..just chugged along like the rest of you zombies...No offense meant it just seems the reality..

So my friends I pull into the truck stop and pump old the tank that is and on the way out the door in the cheap copy CD rack there sits Uriah Heep..Song I lived by when I started this journey thirty something years ago..So I popped it in the player and we did 700 miles together..thinking that I think I will steal another decade or and the road still got a ton of the good life to share..ride on.. 

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Why rice burners are a danger....

Or it might have been the drugs..LOL

Thursday, July 15, 2010

WTF...Ya I still ride!!!

Deep down and dark feeling slowly made it's way through my bones last night..No I can't do it..not again..not today...One more night of Fox's news and I would have been loading the guns..well making sure they were loaded..and taking back the country..or shooting the TV..I need a rare burger and fries..I need some wind..Hot wind but wind..and I have a lonely Shovelhead that needs some TLC...That's throttle locked and cocked by the way...

Been awhile since we shared a little road rage and burger..I need to ride a ride..I miss the feel, hard seat,,bad handling and oil leaks..The sound of the straights, long cam shiver...10 to1's shaking the mirrors...So I dust her off..drop out the kicker and just like it always works line up that third kick and off we roll..

Miss my old dog brother Ernie on these got to eat nights..but I can still do a little lane splitting on my own..You ever mount up knowing it ain't no pleasure cruise..It's ride like hell to calm your nerves ride..those who don't ride should be real confused about now..That's right..stick your neck in the wind to calm your ass down...Ride on..

So a few more hours than I planned on riding past..had to stop for a snack on the ways..Burned a lot of energy letting it all hang out..I'm thinking I am about to do again tonight..ya I still ride..  

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

The predicted future...

WAYNE ALLYN ROOT: Overwhelm the system

Barack Obama is no fool. He is not incompetent. To the contrary, he is brilliant. He knows exactly what he's doing. He is purposely overwhelming the  U.S.  economy to create systemic failure, economic crisis and social chaos -- thereby destroying capitalism and our country from within. 
Barack Obama is my college classmate ( Columbia   University , class of '83). As Glenn Beck correctly predicted from day one, Obama is following the plan of Cloward & Piven, two professors at  Columbia   University . They outlined a plan to socialize  America  by overwhelming the system with government spending and entitlement demands. Add up the clues below.
Taken individually they're alarming. Taken as a whole, it is a brilliant, Machiavellian game plan to turn the United States into a socialist/Marxist state with a permanent majority that desperately needs government for survival ... and can be counted on to always vote for bigger government. Why not? They have no responsibility to pay for it.

-- Universal health care. The health care bill had very little to do with health care. It had everything to do with unionizing millions of hospital and health care workers, as well as adding 15,000 to 20,000 new IRS agents (who will join government employee unions). Obama doesn't care that giving free health care to 30 million Americans will add trillions to the national debt. What he does care about is that it cements the dependence of those 30 million voters to Democrats and big government. Who but a socialist revolutionary would pass this reckless spending bill in the middle of a depression?

-- Cap and trade. Like health care legislation having nothing to do with health care, cap and trade has nothing to do with global warming. It has everything to do with redistribution of income, government control of the economy and a criminal payoff to Obama's biggest contributors. Those powerful and wealthy unions and contributors (like GE, which owns NBC, MSNBC and CNBC) can then be counted on to support everything Obama wants. They will kick-back hundreds of millions of dollars in contributions to Obama and the Democratic Party to keep them in power. The bonus is that all the new taxes on Americans with bigger cars, bigger homes and businesses helps Obama "spread the wealth around."

-- Make  Puerto Rico  a state. Why? Who's asking for a 51st state? Who's asking for millions of new welfare recipients and government entitlement addicts in the middle of a depression? Certainly not American taxpayers. But this has been Obama's plan all along. His goal is to add two new Democrat senators, five Democrat congressman and a million loyal Democratic voters who are dependent on big government.

-- Legalize 12 million illegal immigrants. Just giving these 12 million potential new citizens free health care alone could overwhelm the system and bankrupt  America . But it adds 12 million reliable new Democrat voters who can be counted on to support big government. Add another few trillion dollars in welfare, aid to dependent children, food stamps, free medical, education, tax credits for the poor, and eventually Social Security.

-- Stimulus and bailouts. Where did all that money go? It went to Democrat contributors, organizations (ACORN), and unions -- including billions of dollars to save or create jobs of government employees across the country. It went to save GM and Chrysler so that their employees could keep paying union dues. It went to AIG so that Goldman Sachs could be bailed out (after giving Obama almost $1 million in contributions). A staggering $125 billion went to teachers (thereby protecting their union dues). All those public employees will vote loyally Democrat to protect their bloated salaries and pensions that are bankrupting  America . The country goes broke, future generations face a bleak future, but Obama, the Democrat Party, government, and the unions grow more powerful. The ends justify the means.

-- Raise taxes on small business owners, high-income earners, and job creators. Put the entire burden on only the top 20 percent of taxpayers, redistribute the income, punish success, and reward those who did nothing to deserve it (except vote for Obama). Reagan wanted to dramatically cut taxes in order to starve the government. Obama wants to dramatically raise taxes to starve his political opposition.

With the acts outlined above, Obama and his regime have created a vast and rapidly expanding constituency of voters dependent on big government; a vast privileged class of public employees who work for big government; and a government dedicated to destroying capitalism and installing themselves as socialist rulers by overwhelming the system.

Add it up and you've got the perfect Marxist scheme -- all devised by my  Columbia   University  college classmate Barack Obama using the Cloward and Piven Plan

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Brought Tears to my eyes...

The liberals are asking us to give Obama time. We agree . . . and think 25 to life would be appropriate.
--Jay Leno
America needs Obama-care like Nancy Pelosi needs a Halloween mask.
--Jay Leno
Q: Have you heard about McDonald's' new Obama Value Meal?A: Order anything you like and the guy behind you has to pay for it.
--Conan O'Brien
Q: What does Barack Obama call lunch with a convicted felon?A: A fund raiser.
--Jay Leno
Q: What's the difference between Obama's cabinet and a penitentiary?A: One is filled with tax evaders, blackmailers, and threats to society. The other is for housing prisoners.
--David Letterman
Q: If Nancy Pelosi and Obama were on a boat in the middle of the ocean and it started to sink, who would be saved?A: America !
--Jimmy Fallon
Q: What's the difference between Obama and his dog, Bo?A: Bo has papers.
--Jimmy Kimmel
Q: What was the most positive result of the "Cash for Clunkers" program?A: It took 95% of the Obama bumper stickers off the road.
--David Letterman

Saturday, July 10, 2010

The truth about politics..

Let's cut the bullshit..Both of our parties in power don't really care about America, Americans or those who elected them..It is a screw fest and we are on the receiving end..Oil spill..Nobama ignores it..More people he can keep on welfare the more voters he can sustain..and parties, golf and cameo TV shots have a greater importance than fixing what's broken anyway..The grand old republican party who I once supported would rather stand back and use a disaster as a chance to get votes than step in and try and fix it.. I'm of the opinion that they are both scum of the earth and we need to toss their ass out, put them on welfare or make them guard the boarder..Speaking of the boarder...

So now we have Eric Holder who refuses to press charges against the Black Panthers for voter intimidation going after Arizona...Now supporting criminal activity should by all means be an impeachable offense..Not allowing a state to protect it's legal citizenry and to blatantly support criminal border busters is not only wrong but totally against the foundation our country was build on..Don't even go with we were all immigrants..Read the Ellis Island logs or speak with anyone who has come to this country through the legal channels..

Bottom line is today we suck as a country thanks to our politics..Bail outs..apologetic Moron in charge..Our politicians do what ever it takes to get elected mentality..fuck the people..get the vote..Time to start over boys and girls before we have nothing left to start over with..Rat......    

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Tamale Trip...

So the Dirty One baled on me..Packed his shit and moved to Idaho..been planning a trip that way for the last couple of months just never had the time to make it happen..Glides here and ready to try and make ammends so we loaded and did this weekend..

Now last time I checked Idaho was north of me but as we rolled toward the on ramp the glide went south..Well I was just along for the ride so I let it do what ever it wanted..damn thing need to prove it worth..So after a couple of hundred miles of needed detour I find myself headed up 395..Ok as long as your sorry ass don't fall to pieces on me again this works..I pop some Tom Petty in the CD player, crank it some point turned up the volume too..

Hard rolling on the twister on the 110ci stage 3 does feel pretty damn good..I find myself drifting into that road comfort zone that my soul had been craving..I look down and the dawg is pushing 100mph..good for you let's see how long you can do it..we ride..Thinking that depending on how this week goes it might be my last good ride for the summer..put it out of your mind and enjoy...

Hadn't seen the Dirty One in a few months and had really missed Maria's cooking..So a few good meals,,some oil changing..road lies..a trip around and above Eagle Idaho....the Rat was feeling almost alive we headed back to the real's good..ride hard.. 

Friday, June 18, 2010

An Old Goat...

I sneaked out the backdoor and fired up the shovel a few days back..Had that urge to feel some wind..Glide is home and in the number two spot..It's going to have to work real hard at proving itself..Little hot that day but I didn't mind..Told not to ride and that makes even more important to do so..That I need to ride feeling has been missing,,,I needed that feeling to find it's way back..

A couple of hours in to back roads to nowhere I stopped and got some water and backed up to a tree..slide down to enjoy..Had that sensation of something creeping up on me so I slowly turned to look..There stood this poor old ugly mean looking goat..Howdy Mister Goat..what's up..Unlike most goat who are loud and whinny Mister Goat just stood there chilling..It got me thinking..Young goats and old goats,,youth and experience..I betting me and the old goat were noisy and annoying in our youth..Get a little older you find that not saying anything at times is the boldest statement you can make..

So as we sat back and shared a ham and cheese..watched the fish jumping in the pond beside us me and the goat we sorta figured things out..nothing said, nothing lost..just to old goats enjoying a afternoon..As I rode away I got to know me and Mister Goat are gonna do this again one day soon...See Ya...    

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

The Glide and other junk...

Got the Glide 110ci of fun..wait..Nice I could get use to the bags I can carry rocks in them for the collection..they do rattle a bit..the rocks..Bike was nice for a short time..Shifting got hard between 3rd and 4th..then as the miles wore on it made it to the rest of the gears..It is back the shop..anyone wants it. with less than 4000 miles on it I will take a loss..Might trade it in for a Dyna..Might light it on fire and roast hotdogs..

Went to the doc yesterday..Looks like riding is gonna be slow this year..Health shit has jumped back in the way again..I went through the pissed off..the fuck it and other fine feeling that go along with the news..Jumped on the shovel for a little cool down period and not a block from the doc's place I get pulled over..some jerk off stole the blue license plate off the bike..Now that really pissed me off..ruined a perfect afternoon of life threating lane splitting..Like it mattered..

Well things calm goes on and we just deal with what is tossed our way..It is no big deal..Blood pressure is still good so if I can't ride much it just opens up more time for rants..Maybe a few more old stories will pop up along the way..See Ya... 

Friday, May 28, 2010

Thanks to the Troops..

Been lucky the last few weeks..Got a contract at Fort Irwin..the last stop our troops make on the way to war..I spent some time there this week doing my thing and watching the young men and women training hard to be the best they can be..To serve us to make us proud to be who we are..To keep us free from the scum that would like nothing better than to harm us on our own soil..

So from my vantage point above them I spent the day watching them, work, smile and sweat..I remember my time back years ago, I could feel their feelings but I am sure not to the extent they face..You could sense apprehension but not fear, You could feel the attitude,,well deserved and earned..Pride in what had been accomplished and what will be accomplished..Respect for those around them and their fellow troops..You could see and hear the the lack of lines drawn due to race, color or religion..A team..our team..

As I was driving home after a twenty hour day I found myself smiling, feeling better about our country and our future..We have a fine bunch of young American patriots protecting us from evil..I trust them and know they have our back..they also have our future..they are our future..So today I thank all who serve today and in the past for all we have as a nation and as a guys rock...

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Riding not ranting,,well sort of..

The sun doesn't rise around the rants..but it's hard to escape the news..the doom the gloom..we are in place that is both self inflicted by our piers and painful to our both American's as we know it and people of freedom..So I turned of the news and tunred on the shovel..

Had some plans but they took a turn..or I took a turn..what ever it didn't happen..The weather is cool..too cool for this time of year but that just excites that old shovelhead..If it stays under 80 the beast just loves to run..Happy to help out I climbed on..Like a normal rat outing I have no destination, no place to be and nobody waiting for me to show..I just let the old dog lead the way, after all these years it knows what makes me smile..

So we find us some backroads to savor and cruise..It's what I enjoy and where I want to be..the shovel, the lonely roads and me..I can feel tension slipping away as we turn down the next avenue of hopes and dreams..I find my serenity in the roar of my pipes..I feel fresh freedom and let loose of my gripes..I take in the world as it flashes by me, I could slow down and enjoy but today the speed set me free..It takes a few hours but I get to where I needed to be..relax, rebellious..happy and me...

I seem to be at an age the doing what I have to do pisses me off but I do it,,Doing what needs to be done has become more important than do what I want to do..It's a hard change for young and not caring to the point you worry about the future..I skip that need time to take in the road..every time I do it quenches the soul yet I I tend to ignore the call of the wind in those times I feel the need..You know getting older sucks...LOL..ride on Friends..      

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

NATO reviewing Arizona Immagration law..

Here we go...we have Hugo Chavez..China, Africa all the middle east digging there filthy hands into the Arizona Immigration law..So we have human rights abuses suspected..Watching the interview with the Mexican professor for Arizona who is part of the NATO human rights watch team he explained the reasoning behind it as there something more to this than the law..Arizona has an underlying problem..Ya fuck head they want to protect their citizens..the way it is should to be..If the federal government would do their job there would have been no need to pursue this law..that mirrors the federal law but only make it a misdemeanor to be here "ILLEGALLY"!!!!

Now let's look at NATO..who by the way are trying to undermine are right to keep and bear this one to..Nobama has a plan and won't have to get his hands dirty..Here is a little history..Our founding fathers..

Thomas Jefferson's well-known quote. 'Peace, commerce, and honest friendship with all nations. entangling alliances with none'. encapsulates perfectly their (Founding Fathers) view of the wisest foreign policy for America.

A famous portrait of George Washington depicts him holding a sheaf of paper emblazoned with the admonition. 'Beware foreign influence.'

Frankly, the entanglement in European affairs so central to this organization runs completely contrary to the ideas of our nation's founders. These brave men understood that freedom cannot survive within the confines of a centralized state.

How much worse then is the fate of American liberty when the arms of government are so extended that they reach, not simply to every nook and cranny of our own nation, but also to cover much of the globe as well?

What we must do is return our government to its rightful and constitutional functions, and the best way to begin that process is to end involvement in multilateral organizations that extend our commitments far and wide.

We have no business making commitments to foreign governments while we are breaking trust with our own nation's senior citizens, military veterans, and taxpayers in general.

Institutions like NATO are among the very worst of the global bureaucracies that always seem to continue to exist in search of a problem.'

So here we have a group that we fund..Commie Rat Bastards who live to screw America and the American way..Sort of sound like our president if you take in the big picture..Trying to undermine our hard earned life. liberty and the pursuit of happiness..We have to take care of our own..screw the rest of the world..Lock it down and keep what is our at home..

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Boycott the Boycotters...

That's right it starts here...LA you can kiss my ass..San Fransisco, Chicago and New York can get in line..Here we go 64% of Americans support Arizona protecting it's own if you think back that's about the number that were against health care.. Sort of gives you a good feeling to know that the majority of us still believe in the American way..but as for the rest of you we are boycotting your boycott..The way I see it is we win by holding our ground..

It's easy, no playing grab ass with Mickey not the mayor of LA the other one..Movies and music..the dodgers..lakers, cubs, bears, anything from New York..No fish and chips at the wharf in Frisco...don't buy from companies who do business in the commie fact do your best to find Arizona companies to shop and buy from..Stand up for what's our best to stop Nobama from recruiting these new voters..The bottom line is he needs them and these boycotters support him..Buy Arizona..

We gained 240,000 jobs last month..ya,,wait 85% were government jobs..Census anyone..Side bar to the Census worker who keeps leaving notes and knocking on my it something for you bubba..But we lost 253,000 jobs in the private sector..Growth and good things are happening are just how you work the numbers..We gave Greece $54,000,000,000.00 dollars that we had to borrow from the Chinese yesterday..after we did the Chile and Haiti deals..Can't create jobs, seal our borders or keep America safe but we can give money away..Oh...there are taxes in the health care bill that were just discovered..would anyone have guessed..But I hear it's helping the poor even today..

So were buried and we suck..but proof in the polls is that there are a majority of real true Americans out there wait to take back our country..Soon, Soon,,,Soon..Support Arizona..Later..

Monday, May 10, 2010

The Shovelhead run...

Nothing can compare to the sound of a straight pipe, big cam Shovel..Evo's got the ride right...smooth and soft..Made the Shovelhead run for a few Saturday afternoon..Lot's of the pre 1984 machines on display..Old friends and new builds..changes and restores..Ridged's and retro's..Racers and cruisers..

Ever sit next to a fine tuned Shovel...Nothing on this planet can equal the rumble of it..Ever hear 30 or 40 of them going down the road as one..sweet...Sure they leak a little oil..hands might go numb from the vibration..ass might ache from the ride but it was the last true ride there is..Ever had a kickstart contest..on an Evo..Anyone remember the load clack as you drop into first to roll out for the day..the bang between the gears..positive pop between every shift..Hey I changed and gaped the points before I left..LOL..

Ever been at a stop light next to any other v-twin made and compare the sound..listen to the shovel rumble..suck'n air through the S&S keeping the bad boy breathing..Cam talking loud at the peaks and and twisting hard in the valleys..Pipes spitting out sound..apes shaking in the wind with every spark..Tweak the throttle just to turn heads..ain't nothing like a Shovelhead...   

Monday, May 3, 2010

Lawn care for bikers..broken and new..

Lawn care for bikers..Look telling the bro's you can't ride so you can cut the grass is lame..sorry...and not something that you do..Being new to the whole keeping up with the Jones and no not withdrawals scumbags..I found myself really working the lawn thing..Some advice..don't use high end turf builder..the shit good and keeps working..I got a nice lawn that overnight..Water..the more you use the more the turf builder works and the faster it grows..turn off the damn timer and only water when heavy yellow dead patches appear..Weeds can count as lawn as long as you mow them..weed and feed is just what is implied it makes it grow faster to enjoy your summer my advice is screw the Jones..don't use lawn aids...and water is a resource that should be used sparingly..

Got me 2010 Streetglide that lost a wrist pin at 484 miles..Shops idea of a fix was patch it up..I wanted a new motor..It went to the top and after a 35 minute rant with the factory I got a good compromise..When it comes back in the next few weeks I will post some pics..

So the moral of Mondays story seems to be..Shit why the hell do they happen every seven days..Still had fun on the shovel yesterday..Just said later to the dirty one who has abandoned California for Idaho..Still full from the last supper...but don't have a hangover..and Super Troopers is a training video for law enforcement...Later..

Friday, April 30, 2010

Scratch'n flea's

What a long strange trip it has been..Ever wonder where the years go..Been up and down, good and bad..Did what I have had to do to survive..someplace I got comfortable and enjoyed it then sat back and watched it slip go figure..or don't it must be easier that way..

Sort of hit the not going anyplace a while back..Blame the economy, hell it's worked for thousands..Blame the weather, the dogs the grass growing to fast..hey it was but only under my feet..Riding just hasn't reached out..Not like it always has..Bought a new broke..long story that should be told someday..Started a new dragged..unit has been easy..Lot's of things came together that I either watched fall apart or played a role in..

Stayed busy..did a ton of menial work in the field to avoid doing the work needed to be done to make the real work, work..Strange how your mind can overlook the real issues and work it's way into the stuff that's easy..Well one day the real stuff started I had to catch up...So life is a learning experience and I started something I knew just enough to get my self in trouble with..Well I am now an expert in a field I knew little about..and when being an expert doesn't work I just baffle them with all things work wise have come together..Maybe the ride will follow suit...and someday maybe life will some gears to grind..later.. 

Friday, April 23, 2010 is legal and defining illegal..

Arizona I'm thinking is the place to be..Be a law abiding legal citizen and have legal gun and be free to carry it how ever you encouraged to do so..Hat's off to the the drop in crime when this baby goes into effect..Word of warning..if you aren't willing to use it or don't know how leave it home..

BroBama hit the podium again today..Speaking out against the new legislation reforming illegal immigration..The first state to make it against the law to be in the United state illegally and give police the power to stop and question those who they suspect..Racial profiling?? Is that really something we should be concerned with..I think not..what Brobama and other call misguided is in fact the way it should be..Hey illegal is illegal..but of course the democommies need that voter bases to have any chance at holding offices in the west this kick them out season..I mean voting cycle..Two big F'n stars to you good people of Arizona..let's hope both these laws bleed west..

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Don't take my salt...and other rant's..

That's right our next big push is taking away our salt..We can't eat right so Bro Bama has decided for us once again..Hey what's another trillion into saving us from our need to feed..They got our trans-fats...Take our salt..ban our soda's and legalize pot...Once we are all going through withdrawals from losing our salt and soda's..Freaked out from losing our jobs and homes..stoned because we can't take it anymore...Give citizenship to 18 million illegals and bam..a new voter base for the king..and we will be to stoned to care..

And the polls came in..Much to the disliking of the iron hand ruler..Seems like the Tea Party crowd..racist..redneck pigs they were made out to be are educated..far more than 99% of the democommie party..So what happens when the smart people speak out???

Little Miss Palin...has anyone caught on to this..It an act..It's a political pig with lipstick..Heats on in Alaska and she quits..Has a goal and gives a good speech..Until you hear it over and over..We need need a leader not a talker..or a smart this time around..

Nancy Pelosi a true pig with lipstick update..New Taxes..your retirement or market funds..and here is the quote of the day....
This woman is frightening.
  She quotes...' We need to work toward the goal of equalizing income, (didn't Marx say something like this?), in our country and at the same time limiting the amount the rich can invest.'  (I am not rich, are you?)

 When asked how these new tax dollars would be spent, she replied:
'We need to raise the standard of living of our poor, unemployed and minorities. For example, we have an estimated 12 million illegal immigrants in our country who need our help along with millions of unemployed minorities. Stock market windfall profits taxes could go a long way to guarantee these people the standard of living they would like to have as 'Americans'.'  
(Read that quote again and again and let it sink in.)  'Lower your retirement, give it to others who have not worked as you have for it'..

So here's to God, Guns and what's left of the American way..Be proud and loud heard..speak out..     

Monday, April 19, 2010

Summer was here for a day..or two..

The first big car show of the year...Nice stuff..better food and some Shovelhead road time to bring the weekend to a close..damn is it Friday yet...