rad swingarm shovel

stolen from sparetime.jp

nortons

make cool choppers. courtesy of KBG from the jockey journal forum.

holy shit.

the new CFLsquared frame. thats pretty.

shed not a tear....

but behold... we witness the demise of the weekly world news this week. never again will we have the opportunity to purchase a loaf of bread and learn that a baby recently parted lake michigan at the same time. Who's gonna let us know the next time hillary clinton adopts an alien baby? and who's gonna keep us updated on how many pounds Bigfoot has lost on his newest diet? and what's going to happen to Bat-boy?

the world will never know.

http://www.weeklyworldnews.com/

retire.

"didn't Jay-z retire?"
"i thought so."
"then what's he doing on the radio singing with Amy Winehouse?"
"i don't know."
"you know, when you retire, you shouldn't be allowed to make comebacks. You wind up like Michael Jordan... or KISS."



why don't i ever listen to my own advice.

if i put...

my head through the rope, won't you be a real friend and kick the chair out from under me?

i've gotta get outta out this place.

stolen pics....

from rayray. coolest shovel i've seen in a long time.

i can never remember....

how bad ass this car is till i see pictures of it again.

the purple people eater.

i want one.

uh oh.

milwaukee police are going to have a field day.

kevo and one-leg are coming up next month. all hell's gonna break loose!.

and i quote....

taken from a national geographic documentary from a factory engineer working on the (at the time) new v-rod



"it doesn't feel as fast as it actually is."

then.....




what's the point?

there is nothing...

better than a show so loud your ears want to bleed. ZEKE.

definitely worth seeing. and buying their music. start with Death Alley if you don't already have it.

too little, too late....

the 2008 models just came out.

i'm pretty well embarassed to be working here anymore.

I give you the factories answer to the chopper.

i know. i puked a little too.

so here's a new one...

customer that goes by the moniker "gunz" (confirmed multiple times by the multiple tattoos with the same name) comes in talking about sportbike this, and japanese motorcycles that... say's he has to get rid of his sportbike cause it keeps getting him in trouble. he says he was clocked at 225 on his 500hp non-turbo jap bike. but.... wait for it... here's the best part....

"i was clocked at 225, but the bike is painted flat black, which tricks the cops radar to reading 40mph less than what the actually speed is... so i was probably going 260ish."



c'mon. even i'm not that dumb.

it amazes me....

it's 5 till 9am on a saturday and i'm walking towards the front door to my work.... there's actually people out there waiting to get in.....???


seriously?


you really have such a mundane life that you have to stand outside of a dealership at 9AM ON A SATURDAY just to see what new t-shirts came in?

wait a minute....

I was gonna post the actually letter from the official website for dealers, but for fear of punishment from the numerous lawyers that the factory has, i figure id just tell you about it.

keep your eyes peeled to every major cable network in the next couple months. there's an "exciting" new advertising campaign that will be brought to you, the consumer.

the factory's new slogan: stick it to the man.

STICK IT TO THE MAN?!?!?!?


whoa whoa whoa. let me get this right.

1. you are a multi-billion dollar motorcyle company.
2. the average age of owners of your product is 47
3. the average yearly income of your riders is $90,000.
4. the very image you sell is a watered-down fruitcake rip-off from easyrider and other "biker" stereotypes and generalizations....

so.... wait a minute....


wouldn't that make the factory.....




THE MAN?!?!?!?!?!?

BackStreet chopppers.

Thank you to Jason McElroy for perfectly describing the shit-wagons seen at the Horse's smokeout every year.

"Backstreet chopper: A soulless assembed bike from parts ordered from small cottage-industry specialty craftsmen and large commercial distributors alike. Assembed with the help of opinions solicited from various lifestyle forums and photographs from magazines touting what is currently Kool or Kustom. They carry no gear because there's nowhere to put it or it rarely leaves the ZIP code. Yearly attemped trips to chopper mecca, a chance for others to recognize, frequently end in the back of late model luxury pickup trucks with cool band stickers on the back window and motel tickets in the glove box. The right and left hand side (and the top side and the bottom side) have trinkets affixed including beer tap handles, billiards, dice, etc, and largely include the requisite custom stripes, or playing cards, or devil girls, or whiskey bottles, or repop 50s automobile light fixtures, or clear coated spray-can patina. It stays in the truck or in front of the hotel room so the owner will know it's their bike and not their Bro's.The kind of bike you throw a full set of arm sleeve tattoos on in the space of a year so everyone knows its a walking typecast riding it."




and then there's the people who bring this kinda garbage around.

riding with the MKE crew....

1600 miles with a bunch of asshats. pics courtesy of the one and only sweetpete.

ever have...

that day at work that you put some extra uuummph into? yea feel great and all you want to do is kickass at your job, and do it to the best of your ablility?




today isn't one of those days.