64 on the floor

Unknown to me some cute blond loudmouth on the back of the Honda pulled out her cellular devices mid-ride and decided to send it to me months later. 

Better late then never...guess thats our motto now.

Zap Bang Bow

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. 

Shinya said he has an extra cb77 motor for my bike as well...Shinya, just giving me one of his old motors...i was floored. Saw more good friends then good cars this weekend. 

Schwinn it to win it

Pounded out an aluminum faring for the schwinn.
Some call it Byclops
Some call it stupid
I call it slippery

Fixed-Push Skateboarding

Yup

Fixed-Push Skateboarding

Exactly

fuck yer fixie

i have more pictures of my schwinn then my dog. fabers cycle, san jose, ca. fall or winter of 2007. fuck yer fixie.

Sagrado Corazon (why i've learned to love guacamole)

sloppy came down to ventura, just to fuck off. Drove his toyota beater truck. Thing drove over 1000 miles during that weekend no problem, besides the alternator charging at 16v. Went to LA on sat, el mirage for the races on sunday. 60 schwinn landspeed racing...milk crate class.

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!!!!!!!!! 

dinner time

Your not to name things you eat, but no one said anything about dressing them up and sticking a beer up their ass. 

Sporklift diaries pt. 2

We left about 2am and didn't get to s.d. till 10ish. 3 tire blowouts, one shoe blowout. Redbull, shelled penuts, and bad brains kept me going.

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.

sporklift diaries

I've been helping my good friend travis move shit to San Diego. We convinced my boss at work that the extra lift wasn't worth shit so she would sell it to travis for cheap. Hint: Don't move an 8000 lb. spoonlift with a wood floored car trailer.

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. 

couldn't write this fecal matter

tool guys suck. I don't want yer shit leave me alone. Snap on guy's gas tank fell from his truck and he was dragging it around. He has a truck full of tools, but he decided to fix it with tie down straps. Proof enough that all that shit you haul around is worthless. He didn't even have nice snap on tiedowns. He stole them from us. Don't get too dirty down there, wouldn't want you to get anything on ya. You'd have to buy some of that snap on body wash and luva combo to clean up.

Only a little bit looser then Jahovas Witnesses

Work gets dull. And I think I'm a perv.

Lag

Flew to portland.

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.

I'm computer lazy. Not computer illiterate, just lazy. I've been up to alot, and a little simeltaniously. This is going to be pictoral diharea of what was on my cameras. Mabey next week i'll post some some decent pictures i've shot and not the point and push variety. Onward whore!