Full Throttle Saloon

Not sure if you've seen the commercials for the new season of Full Throttle Saloon. But the promo clip is almost a shot for shot rip off of this clip:



I don't know why, but I am still surprised by the lack of originality from people with lots of money.

Frazetta

Hahahahahaha!!!

So right on the money...

Why I walked out on my job and what I am doing now.

The wrong love I know I did choose, but there'll be no more cryin the blues

Nursing some gnarly chest congestion, I broke out the Tele for this one:

Hey dum-dum...

I know what you are gonna do before you do it.

Half assed won't get it done

Johnny One-Note

I don't want to do just one thing. My mind is too restless and expansive to concentrate on a single pursuit. Most experts are dreadfully boring and lack any depth outside their areas of expertise. For instance, an amazing chicken picker I saw after a show in khaki cargo shorts and boat shoes. I actually felt embarassed for him, what a sham. I think most "brooding artist" types are actually asshole douchbags with nothing to say, but with a keen enough sense for preserving their image to stay mum. I neither want to be a charlatan nor a hollow idol. I merely want to be all I can be. The last year has been an exercise in introspection and removing self imposed limitations. But can it be done, can I pursue all the things I love at the same time with equal effort and reward? Let's just see if the universe gives me the chance to be that multi-faceted diamond I already have in my mind's eye.

RIP Shawn Farnsworth

Sad to hear that the rider who crashed on Sunday has passed away.

http://www.cyclenews.com/articles/industry-news/2011/10/11/shawn-farnsworth-1975-2011/
Dang it, I hate to hear about anybody going down on a bike. He left a wife and two kids. Sad, but he died doing what he loved. We should all be so lucky.

Hill Climb at the Devil's Staircase

I spent a delightful Midwestern Autumn Sunday at the hill climbs just south of Dayton, Ohio. The racing was fast and furious, straight up towards the sun with dirt clods flying. Plenty of vintage bikes with some extremely interesting people watching. Lots of "salt-of-the-Earth" types, if you know what I mean.

I quit my job yesterday

RIP Steve Jobs. Thanks for letting me know I made the right decision.

Sweet Mental Revenge

You're So Great