Ever since i've moved down to southern california and now san diego, i've talked massive piles of shit on the area. So I decided to reload on my shit talking ammo. Took a quick latenite trip to the city with a good friend. No plans, get lost, find food, feel good. Twas a blast. 
Red Dot I: Red Dot One. Like Star wars 4 was based on the odysey by homer. Prequil. Well mabey it was a quick car thrown together in a weeks time to make money from germans. In someways it gave its own life so that son of Dot could live on. R.D.2. had a good child hood. It ran wild and free in fields of green. Then it moved to the city and got plastic surgery and it became that cusin no one talks about. You know that one...I'll post a bunch more of the adolecent years of R.D.2. to come.
Way back in 19(2007)47. TP's 40 ford and Red Dot II. El Mirage Lake Bed California. As salt-n-pepa would say... push it...push it real good. I shot a time lapse of this somewhere. Look up red dot 2 on the tube that is you.
This was the weekend we drove the 40 up to san jose for the break in. Hanging out at pat lash's old house. Travis' 29 rpu "chief" and pat's 29 rodster. Good times. And as always thanks for the hospitality pat. I miss the bay area.
Went down to ventura for the weekend. Trying not to be a hack and actully get my photos out there. Got to see one of my favorite people who also happens to be an insane photoman. One of the nices people i know. Will tell me anything i asked about his photos, techniques, his life, etc. 
i have more pictures of my schwinn then my dog. fabers cycle, san jose, ca. fall or winter of 2007. fuck yer fixie.
i went for the tucked approach. Bike's are love.
Porno grabbed my new 64 honda cb77 from sf and took it down for me. This is after I put the new bars on it.
My life has turned into this scene. Dog, bike, messy room. Two days later the bed was flipped up against the wall so i could change the tires. It wasn't registered since 91 but we got it running. Rode it to work on sat and messed with the carbs all day. Got it running decent and was thinking about trying to ride to santa maria sat night for the new paso shit. On the way home from work it started puking massive amount of oil out of the head breather all over my leg and the trans. Great!!!!!!!!! 
Left the lift a a gas station in long beach. Got a guy checkin on it till travis can go get it. See what I mean about looking like tweekers!
Perich Bros. new shop. and my new home. 
How I felt after being up for about 30 hours, and then missing 3 trains to get home for work.
This is what i'll be seeing alot of in s.d. for a while. Grinding her down here boss...grinder down there luke.
Indian Jones and the curse of the catapillar. Through the floor we go.
This whole load of shit made us look like tweakers. I was fallowing in the box van. Lost a tire, music was loud, kept driving. Uhaul's are called that for a reason, they haul!
Stopped at some gas station at 4am in la. Rearranged all the stuff. Had to leave the trailer. Casualty of the road.
LA has fucked up hwy's. The forklift trailer blew 2 tires in about an hour. We only got 10 miles from one blowout to the next.
walked around in the rain...went back to the airport to sleep, got a 5150 called in on me by airport security. Don't take your socks and shoes off to let them dry out in the airport. No matter how cold your feet are. Went to burnside with dryfeet.
Picked up this hunk a shit 40ford and drove back to ventura with travis. Well he picked it up, i played the harmonica, and considered moving to portland.
Stopped in san jose on the way home. Visited "sloppy" sin and pat.
Pat's new house came with an all cement backyard, and a 4 car garage. And a bar in the basement. A gem in Man Jose.
1986 craftsman leaf blower. wish i could find one at a yard sale.
