Friday, May 25, 2012


Things are in full swing here, with the move.

General Disarray is ruling my situation...

I haven't loaded any stuff to entertain you while we are in the thick of it, so you are just going to have to find some other useless internet thing to waste your time with.

If I get a breather I may post something on the fly.
Otherwise the broadcasting antenna will be turned off for a while.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Status Update

Things are going great...

Wednesday, May 23, 2012


Ride them.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012


For two years now, late night walks for me and the dog have had some similarity with this...

I am pretty sure we don't quite present the same vision of badassedness as a first impression.

The intent has been there, though.

I am ready to spend a bit less time with my head on a swivel...
Get some distance from so much sketch.

We are right up to the move here.
Posts are gonna slim for a minute.

Monday, May 21, 2012


It does a body good...

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Sunday Drive

It gets even better if you go faster.

Saturday, May 19, 2012


Friday, May 18, 2012

Big Red

No need to comment on this car.

It speaks for itself...

Fan Mail Friday

I get this kinda shit all the time...

Thursday, May 17, 2012

What's for Dinner

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Wheelie Wednesday

You know who...

Those handlebars really seem to have a lot of pull back, don't they?

Tuesday, May 15, 2012


In a good way.

Two Wheels Tuesday

Flat track freight train edition...

Monday, May 14, 2012


Sure, it took me a moment to address the passing of Carroll Shelby...
I guess car guys are supposed to note that?

This isn't a picture of him, just one of his cars.

So, yeah, cursory post completed

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Sunday Drive

I forget...

Where are we going, again?

Saturday, May 12, 2012


Check out the crack...

In the Liberty Bell.

Friday, May 11, 2012

Weekend Plans

Something like this...

Splendour in the Grass

What though the radiance 
which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass,
of glory in the flower,
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.

Not the movie.
Yeah, I read poetry...

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Thug Life Thursday

One of the taggers in our 'hood recently threw up "Gangsta" under the bridge thing.


I am kinda sure that tagging "Gangsta" under a bridge, on some stupid gentrified, gastropub having block is really all that gangster...

No real expert on that sort of thing, just my observation.


Found out the other day one of my pals, in Cali, lost his son...

Thirteen years old.  Skateboarding accident.
Awesome kid, seriously.

We don't have any kids here.  Most days I don't think about that much.
Every time I hung out with that kid and his pop, afterwards I thought a lot about what I might be missing...
I can't imagine how hard it must be to have something like that, then loose it.

Shadows and dust.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

What Wednesday


It is a picture of a couple llama type things...
I don't know...

I am kinda goddamned busy here.

Take what you get.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012


Listen, I figure I can trust you but don't tell anybody else...OK?

Everybody in Philadelphia is sneaking out tonight...
To slash every tire in DC and New Jersey.

It's how things get handled here, see...

Monday, May 7, 2012


High Magazine

"The man's home companion."

Really good articles.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Sunday Drive

So, we just need to get to the other side of that...

Saturday, May 5, 2012


Friday, May 4, 2012

Weekend Plans

Something like this...



Facetious Friday


Wednesday, May 2, 2012


So, I will admit that I can be a bit of pain in the ass...
I know that.
I am clear on that fact and pretty up front about it with folks.
I can also be a pleasure to deal with, if you are not an idiot shit.

I may have just detailed the deal for you, above...

A few points.

If we are not negotiating peace in the Middle East, more than six emails is too fucking many, on any one topic.
Lord, just pick up a phone and we can talk it out.
If some record of shit is required, send a message when we are done.

Do I want you to text me, with some important, professional shit?
Are you twelve?
Text messaging is only acceptable if we have some level of personal relationship.
Man up and hear the tone of my voice, when you lay some bullshit on me.

You want my time, in a physical sense?
Like face to face?
Have some actual reason for that, because I have shit to do.  Like, now and shit.
Fill your calender with some other dull rube.

I am overwhelmed by the level of acceptable incompetance in this world.
Honestly people...

Flight of the Condors

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

May Day

How do you pick what music to listen to, while dancing around the May pole?