Wednesday, July 30, 2003

one of my best friends in the world just called me, it is confirmed, he and his wife are pregnant, again, this time with a boy. Due Jan 8. Viva Joe! Viva Natalie. Yay the red headed menace is at it again.

i am so happy about this, Joe's a great guy, and a great dad. yay! again!

Monday, July 28, 2003

So Friday was my birthday, I was 39. (am 39).

Work sucked Friday, this one guy gives me a rash, did not return an urgent call, so my birthday lunch was ramen noodles. And lots of misery trying to complete a project without his help.

Then at house, groups of friends came & went, it was nice to see them. I have a lot of junk snacks and miller beer left. Hmmm, I do not drink much beer, and I am too fat.

OH! did I mention my balls still hurt. But Dr.s appointment at 2:30 today

Sara and I had the hardwoods refinished in the middle bedroom, it is now an office/library/study. We need to seriously figure out how tro arrange/rearrange. But all books are on bookshelves, so less boxes in our increedibly empty living room.

Spent sunday morning cleaning the DRZ & Superhawk, my nails are still iscky with oil/grime.

thas about all.

need to find good link for today.

Wednesday, July 23, 2003

My pal Doug sent me this video Link. it is pretty cool.

then my pal Mike pulled out all stops, and broke it with this one

Advantage? Mike!

Friday, July 18, 2003

This just in from my pal Scott.

Are you gay? Take this simple test...

1. If you are over thirty and you have a washboard stomach, you are gay. It means you haven't sucked back enough beer with the boys and have spent the rest of your free time doing sit-ups, aerobics, and doing the Oprah diet.

2. If you have a cat, you are a Flaaaaming homo. A cat is like a dog, but gay - it grooms itself constantly but never scratches itself, has a delicate touch except when it uses its nails, and whines to be fed. And just think about how you call a dog..."Killer, come here! I said get your ass over here!" Now think about how you call a cat..."Bun-bun, come to daddy, snookums!" Jeeezus, you're fit to be framed, you're so gay.

3. If you suck on lollipops, Ring-Pops, baby pacifiers, or any such nonsense, rest assured, you are a Gaylord. A straight man only sucks on bar-b-que ribs, crab claws, raw oysters, craw fish guts, pickled pigs feet, women's breasts. Anything else and you are in training to suck El Dicko and undeniably a fag.

4. If you refuse to take a dump in a public bathroom or piss in a parking lot, you're in a deep homosexual relationship. A man's world is his bathroom, he defecates and urinates where he pleases.

5. If you drink decaf coffee with skim milk, you like a high hard one in the poop chute. Coffee is to be had strong, black, and full aroma. A straight man will never be heard ordering a "Decaf Cafe Latte with Skim" and he will never, ever know what artificial sweetener tastes like. If you've had NutraSweet in your mouth, you've had a man there too.

6. If you know more than six names of colors or four different types of dessert, you might as well be handing out free passes to your ass. A real man doesn't have memory space in his brain to remember all of that crap as well as all the names of all the players in the Major league, NFL, NBA, college ball, PGA, and NASCAR. If you can pick out fushia or you know what a "fressier" is you're gay. And if you can name ANY type of textile other than denim, you are faggadocious.

7. If you drive with both hands on the wheel, forget're hungry for a meat popsicle. A man only puts both hands on the wheel to honk at a slow-ass driver or to cut the punk off. The rest of the time he needs that hand to change the radio station, eat a hamburger, hold his beer, or play with the bitch in the passenger seat.

8. If you enjoy romantic comedies or French films, mon-frere, vous le Gay, oui? The only time it is acceptable to watch one of those is with a Woman who knows how to reward her man. Watching any of the above films by Yourself or with another man is likely to result in SHC (spontaneous homosexual combustion), which is what happens to fags when they flame out too quickly.

Tuesday, July 15, 2003

My close pal Deanna will be visiting from Texas this
weekend, and I thought to myself, "self, this would
sure be a nice opportunity to go for a ride with a
group of your pals!"

Sara and I have been moving and unpacking for the past
weeks, and some time away would be just wonderful

I know, it is an AFM race weekend. I am not going.
I know, lots of people have too much on their plates.
I know, not everyone will be able to make it.

So I thought for those who COULD go, and would be
interested, maybe we could take a leisurly jaunt out
toward Davenport, then maybe back Pescadero to Alice's
for lunch, or 9, or bear creek, or Lexington
Reservoir, or something sort of light and fun.

Anyone interested?

I will be on the SuperHawk with a passenger, so no
Motard roads, or just at a nice, relaxed pace.

Anyone? Someone? Bueller? Ferris? Has anyone seen

I'd like to depart from my house around 10am Saturday,
and can arrange meeting spots if we know who needs to
go where.

Pass this along to any of our close, trusted friends I
may have forgotten.

Monday, July 14, 2003

Found this on craigslist. Cannot stop laughing.

THIS IS NOT ME. REPEAT THIS IS NOT ME! I am very happy with my model, and will not be trading.

TRADE: my GF for your R6

I have a slightly used girlfriend, 1982 model, white with black top, 5'6", 110 lbs with 36C cups and excellent tail. Features one of a kind exterior, wild styling, and razor sharp handling. Quite a looker, turns a lot of heads when parked somewhere. She sometimes runs a little rough but is extremely fun and performs quite well once you get her going. Has good after-market add-ons (tattoos, piercings, college degree) and comes with lots of accessories and some hard luggage. Can be cranky and a bit of trouble to start, especially on cold mornings. I don't advise using the choke.

Seems to idle okay most of the time, and fuel consumption is good, though response is best with premium beer. Sometimes she's a little fussy, stops cooperating without any explanation, and wants to be in control most of the time. Then again, many of my friend's wives are like that, so it seems like people don't mind this sort of thing. I've invested a lot in her, and in some ways.

I'd hate to part with her. However, I realized I'm not looking for a project that requires this much attention, and the long term cost of maintenance on an exotic model like this is just killing me. Will trade for any year YZF-R6. Prefer a straight bike with no issues, minimal modifications. Ex-race bike is okay if it comes with clean papers and is ready for normal street duty. I can fix minor mechanical problems, and cosmetic damage is fine. However, I'm tired of trying to work miracles just to have a dependable source of fun.

Serious offers only ? no test drives.

Other news? we are 100% OUT of the condominium. 100%. will phone the realtor and try to be on the market this afternoon.

100. yes, 100 % out.

everything at the new house is in boxes, and a total chaotic mess, but we are 100 % out of the old.

AND! I planted lemon and orange trees.

Tuesday, July 08, 2003

I just got email from my pal Mr. Strain, working with the Texas Motorcycle Rights Association, the email deals with the Texas Redistricting hooey, and it is the first 'real' news I heard. Unedited, from Sputnik"

We have watched the ultimate in partisan leadership the first few days of this session. We watched the Senate take the Floor as the Lt. Governor called a quorum present with only 11 Senators present. We have seen all the lights come on showing a House quorum when only 57 were present. But that was just the small stuff.

During the 4th of July holiday while most were celebrating their Liberty, the redistricting sub committee drew a completely new map and passed it out of committee on Saturday July 5th. On Sunday the Calendars Committee claimed a three day notice and passed the map to go to the Floor on Monday. That would mean that the notice was given two days prior to the map being drawn.

Monday at the capitol was a circus. During the Floor hearing Rep. Phil King said all the testimony at the House hearing had been taken into consideration for drawing this hidden map. When Rep. Villareal placed the stacks of affirmation papers on the podium with opposed and in favor pages side by side it showed that 90% of the testimony was against redistricting. The Speaker then ruled that the testimony didn't count. All those hearings and that money spent only to be called not relevant by the speaker.

The bottom line is that HB3, as substituted, passed the House at midnight Monday night without any concern for what the majority of Texans wanted. Now our only hope to stop this fiasco is in the senate. Senators Armbrister and Madla are on the fence. I know that Armbrister's correspondence is running very high against passage.

Get on the internet and flood these two offices with messages if you oppose HB3. I spoke with Senator Estes yesterday in the Gallery as the battle was going on. He wanted to know how I felt about redistricting. I told him I wasn't against redistricting just the way it was being done and the reason. He said he wanted to get a leather vest and be on our side.

Monday, July 07, 2003

quick and dirty photos of house. No tine for editing, no names, just rooms and shots.

will add more, and try to add names soon

Sunday, July 06, 2003

House. Moving. Still Moving.

New house? I like it. Sara likes it, and I like it, so if we ever finish moving, it will be grand.

loathe moving? hmmm, whaddaya got? few rooms furniture and a closet of clothes, right?

Imagine a garage with 6 motorcycles, tons of spare motorcycle parts, machine tools, hand tools, maintenance supplies, jacks, lifts, air compressors, welders, etc. etc. etc.... sucks ass. I fuching HATE moving.

and? because I have so much funky stuff? I cannot even PAY movers to do it. they take one look at the machine bench and say, "uhh, no. no. fuck no. I pity you, but no. we will not do this"

Once it is all set up in the new, real house, not condo, I hope to not move again for at least 5 years.

hope. I hope.

One of the great ones has left us. R.I.P. Barry White. His music helped drop millions, heck, billions of panties. His deep voice and intense lyrics have always been my favorite. Hope he is on a cloud now, surrounded by pretty female angles, I have no more words.

I am so tired my hair hurts. My entire body is covered with dings and dents from moving. Took back the flatbed U-Haul I rented yesterday, now it is lots of trips in the pickup to fill in the little things. 98% of the garage is moved. Woo hoo.

Sara wants to pick out paint today for the one room that is sooo icky it MUST be painted. We also have to rip up the carpet there, and consider something with the carpet/hardwood floor, before we can move more.

We bought a new fridge yesterday, it is scheduled for delivery Wednesday.

Woo hooo

I want more sleep.

Thursday, July 03, 2003

i just got this. I agree.

Sara and I spent all day moving, did not even make a dent. damn.

okay, here is the link

You MUST watch this to the end...

- Flash

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