Hipsters Avenue

Before it was even cool...

Lotto

I have noticed lots of folks mentioning not winning mega millions tonight and it made me think about that...

Suddenly being rich and what you would do.

I am not sure how I would handle that, being (relatively) cash poor most of my life, I am sorta used to it.  I work on those terms, improvising and making due.  I think it keeps me honest.

Sure, there is stuff I would blow money on.

My gal has always wanted a gallery of some sort, so that would get a green light.

I might buy some absurd machines, a Lancia Stratos or a Ferarri Dino come to mind.

Probably pick up a lot of crap to make something cool out of.

Help some pals get their projects further along, maybe.

But you know, I get by right now.  I am some variation of happy...

My old truck still does what I ask.

My bike is what it is.

Home is where ever the pack is.

I might need some parcel of land, for recluse wrecklessness. 

Howard Hughes had that right, in all his richness, at the end.

Really, I would just buy as much freedom how ever many millions could afford and let the world do whatever (perhaps with a trust formed to turn things to something I could stand).

The one thing I would be sure to buy is the ability to be left alone...

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Weekend Plans

Something like this...

Exhausting

Well, I promised I wouldn't post up bullshit until I got something done.  I think the pipes are done now.

Along with other stuff.  My little bins of random bolts are emptying, finding their homes.  Obsessing about nuts that need turning, all of that.

The stuff that consumes one, after taking lots of crap apart in the search of cool.  Putting back together is the tough bit...

Parts never seem to fit the same way when they come in contact with paint, or other finishes.

So, yeah.  I could probably fire this off tomorrow, but I have other things to get done.

Next week will be time for some action...

Of course I will likely need to deal with jetting and take stuff apart again.  It is cool to get some steps crossed off the list though.

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Life Lesson

Dinosaurs

You are welcome...

In the Blood

They have not isolated that bad-ass gene, but this kid probably has it...

Exhausting

Well, I think I am about done fabricating the exhaust...

I was planning on just wrapping shit with header tape, but I just hate the stuff.  It is good though.  Made me step up and make some cool bits, like this here heat shield...

Maybe there are too many things full of holes, now.  I like that, though, I guess. 

Seeing through layers. 

I kinda think the parts of a motorcycle you can see through are as important as the other parts. 

Gonna try to get some paint on shit tomorrow...

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Holy Shit

Since Herman Cain was drummed out of the presidential race (for the various places he attempted to stick his dick, rather than the fact that he is a lunatic imbecile) it seems he has soldiered on with some sort of stimulus plan protest thing.

Maybe you saw his last commercial deal, where this little girl dumps a goldfish on the ground, then throws water at it.  It's nice.

Cain has up'd the game with this video, though...


Seriously, this is bat-shit freakish.

Keep up the good work, Herman Cain.

Two Wheels Tuesday

Special banana yellow bike, with a baby on board edition.

It's Out There

Please Help

The dude just wanted a Pepsi...

Sunday Drive

God is my copilot....

I mean dog.

Dog is...

Mix Up

Some project by 20 odd folks from here...

Kinda lovely.

Cooking

There are all sort of varied cooking techniques.

Grilling, steaming, roasting, broiling, poaching, searing, that sou de vie action...


You get the point.


By my measure, you are crap in the kitchen until you have mastered the art of charming sausage into a dance, with a clarinet.

You can't do that, you don't deserve a toque...

Fobs

Spent some hours last night making key fobs, just for something to do...

Not really anything special.  Some times it is nice just to do, to make something that makes you feel good.

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Weekend Plans

Something like this...

Fruit Friday

Yeah, still have that juicer that the wife bought some time back.

You know, I like to hang out in the AM, walk the dogs, look at the sky, get a game plan together for my day and maybe make some fresh juice.

All healthy-like and shit...

I make all kinds of fruit juice.  I juice the veggies too, man.

Or, some days I make some coffee.  Hell, sometimes I make juice and coffee.
Why the fuck not, as Snoop Dogg would say?
Sometimes I like both juice and coffee, in the morning.


OK, I admit I was really just trying to justify posting this picture with all of that...

Status Update

Things are going great...

The Mimic Octopus

Well, this thing is pretty awesome...

Where's Waldo Wednesday

Shoe Box

In the future Adidas won't just supply us with soccer shoes and brightly colored warm up jackets.

They will provide the cantilevered, glass walled, shoe boxes we live in...

Daytona

If this doesn't make your gut clench up, I don't know what to say...


Oof.


You are gonna want to go full screen with this one.

Brackets

Everybody seems to be talking about brackets these days...

I made some sparks today and came up with this start on brackets to support the exhaust.

I probably could have gotten this done some time ago, but a bit of pondering helped me keep things simple.  The rubber mount engine requires the suppost hang off the cases.  I was trying to use some existing holes and stay out of the way of other moving parts, while not making stuff too complicated.  Seem to have done that.

Now, just hope it all holds together...

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Now?

Sunday Drive

Keep your eyes on the road...

Gray

Normally, in the garage I wear a hat.

Not for some vanity reason, but for convenience.  The welding hood is sized for a hat underneath, it keeps hair out of the way, all of that.

I am not really working on things tonight, or rather, not really using power tools. 

I am in the garage though, bending some stuff for exhaust brackets.  More just to see how things bend than actually making stuff.  Sans hat...

Anyway, there is this one gray hair, just drooping into my line of sight.  Has been all night.  Just dangling there, distracting me from what I am doing, with a silver shimmer.

So, yeah.

The clock ticks, I get it...

Are You Real

Simple question.

Weekend Plans

Something like this...

What's Cooking

So, sure...
My sense of humor is on par with that of a twelve year old boy.
Still, pretty funny.

Propulsion

Propulsion Painting: Pinwheel from Evan Roth on Vimeo.




This is kind of magical.

Jiffy Stand

Have I spouted off about this before?

When did people start calling kickstands "jiffy stands"?

Is that some deal from a regional vernacular I am not familiar with?  I mean, I kinda grew up around motorcycles.  They all had kickstands, just like every other bike I came across since.
Is there some historical context, that describes a kickstand as a jiffy stand in some old advertisement or brochure?

Jiffy stand.  Weird.

Wheelie Wednesday

If you are going to do a wheelie, it might as well be goddamned spectacular...

Right?

Two Wheels Tuesday

Special balls to butt plus bonus baboon edition.

Copper River

When we were out on that other coast, every year there was about a week or two when you could get your hands on fresh copper river salmon.

I was able to get some here, once.  Not the same. That extra day+ on a plane might have bummed it out.

Just thought I would mention it.  Best salmon I have ever had came out of that river...

Changes

Yeah, so stuff is going on here, the big kind of stuff...

The gal started her new gig last week, but today is sort of her first real day.  Perhaps you already heard that, or not.  The eight people who check in here, of that, probably a few know the score here.

The thing about her new gig is that it's not here.  It's up in between Boston and Providence.  So, my gal is doing the commute for a few months and I am gonna pack up the carpetbags when we figure out where to land up there.

Another relocation/new city/life adventure for the clan.
I would like to think that this is the sort of thing that makes us interesting people.  Since I don't really talk to people, I am not sure that works out though.
If nothing else, I know where to get a decent meal, in a lot of different cities...

Safety

Safety was a different thing in my youth.

I am sure parents still sorta worried about things kids were doing.


Note the dad, in the background by the gas can.  I am sure he said "no flaming cardboard box jumps unless I am there, kid" in the name of safety...

Sunday Drive

Well, shit.

I guess we're getting abducted, again...

El Mucho Grande

I am kinda craving tacos.

Conversation

I am not sure what is going on, exactly...

I assume that I am starting to sound like this guy in typical conversations.  Since I can't really see myself from another's perspective, I can only imagine that I must come across quite like this, based on people's reactions,at least.  I mean without an accent, I guess, or rather a muted Ohio accent.

Do you get what I am saying?  It is like I am saying something but all the magnetic moon harmonics change the way what I am saying sounds, so when you hear what I am saying it is nothing at all like what I said.  It sounds like some other crazy talk thing and not at all the reasonable things I thought I said.


It probably has to do with all the lasers...

Funny

I was just thinking of you, too...

Bah Bah Baahhh

CupoTacos?

Alright, you may be aware that I am a bit obsessed with both noodle bowls and tacos.

Both are delightful little meals.  I like 'em...

So, you may think that I would be ecstatic to learn that Nissin is now making a taco flavored ramen thingy.
A marriage of favorites and all that...

I am just not sure I can get down with taco noodles, folks.
Honestly, taco noodles?

Admittedly, if I come across a package I am absolutely buying and eating it.

Evening Plans

Pretty much every evening...

Two Things

Well, those are two things now, rather than twelve things...

You are not gonna get a picture of pretty welds.  That didn't come together.
Need to knock down the goobers, check to see if I left any pinholes, repeat, scuff and paint.
And make some supports and wrap those and buy some gaskets and...

Short Shorts

I am just going to go ahead and declare this summer's fashion sense will have me in knee socks and short shorts.

The Look

If you don't already have one...

Two Wheels Tuesday

I must have some thing for '66 Impala's...

This one is the Montessa variety.

Whipper Snapper

I, uhm, yeah...
Just watch it.

Prime

PRIME from thismustbetheplace on Vimeo.


I randomly went into this place almost a year ago, to the day.
Happened across this, this morning...

I Know

It is only a rock and roll...




But I like it.

On Any Sunday

Sunday Drive

We're gonna go on, ahead...

Catch up, when you can.

Sluts and Whores

So while everybody shouts back and forth about the whole Limbaugh-Fluke-slut deal, which is pretty reprehensible, I am going to mention one point...

Dudes like Blunt and Boehner intend to circle back for another go at the legislation.  Legislation that is flawed and absurd in basis and application.

While it is rude of Limbaugh to call Fluke a slut, the thing that everybody should be even more pissed off about is this initiative by conservatives to degrade women's access to basic healthcare.  That is what we are talking about here, and it is a lot bigger than simpleton, high school insults...

Here is Fluke delivering her opening statements, in case you have only heard the mass media coverage, insults, outrage and backlash...




It only is ten minutes.  I would venture you have already heard more than ten minutes of bullshit on the subject, so why not hear what Fluke actually said?






On a separate subject, why isn't anybody talking about the Michigan GOP mess?

Not the bit about Dem's jumping party lines to impact the vote, because that is even acceptable for Mr. Mitt by  his own admission.

No, I am talking about the state organizers moving to change the rules regarding delegate allocation after the voting was done?

I mean it is pretty clear that somebody wants Romney to be the candidate, but changing the rules of the game after the public vote seems a it, you know, wrong.  The change in rules allowed party leaders to assign one of the floating convention delegates to Romney rather than Santorum, thus preventing a tie in terms of nominating delegates.

I guess I don't care if the GOP digs up the mummified corpse of Reagan and runs it in the election, so this kind of shiftiness doesn't impact me much, now - but changing the rules on your own game, after mustering the core to vote for the least pathetic candidate seems just tacky, doesn't it?

What Time?

Time for some...

Feeling Cool?

What do ya got?

Borked

Over at the Washington Post, Carter Eskew finds parallels between the whole Blunt amendment debacle and Edward Kennedy's speech regarding the nomination of Robert Bork or the Supreme Court.

From Kennedy's speech.-

Robert Bork's America is a land in which women would be forced into back-alley abortions, blacks would sit at segregated lunch counters, rogue police could break down citizens' doors in midnight raids, schoolchildren could not be taught about evolution, writers and artists would be censored at the whim of government, and the doors of the federal courts would be shut on the fingers of millions of citizens for whom the judiciary is often the only protector of the individual rights that are the heart of our democracy.

I actually remember that nomination process and speech.
Yes, I was in high school...
Anybody with rosey glasses, for looking back at the Reagan presidency, should be reminded that he put Bork up for that job.  Bork may best be described as a conservative, far fringe dwelling, fuck stick, for those of you who weren't around or paying attention back then.

Oddly, in spite of averting the catastrophe of the old Borker on the Supreme Court and a lot of talk about how the country is turning into a crazy, commie, homo land - we actually seem to have creeped closer to the reality that Kennedy was talking about there, in 1987, huh?

March

Well, it is March...

Sorta still feels like February.

Sometimes, it seems that the only thing that changes are the pages of the calender...

Puppet Porn

Hey, who has some good links for puppet porn?
Asking for a friend...

Actually, I was just thinking that was a funny question, but was too scared to put it up on Twitter for fear of the responses.
So I posted it here...

Anyway, if you have some puppet porn suggestions, send them along.