The Face of an ASSHOLE

at the office....

You never know where you might find him.......

m/c ballerina....

He may appear friendly....

in drag....

but be wary of tricky disguises!

Scurry has left the country....

Steve Curry

We'll miss ya kid ;)

Leathers......

Ms. Racergirl to you.....

So I got my Helimot suit last October....I wanted it so bad, paid a gagillion dollars for it, and then didn't want to wear it. Yeah yeah, I know! Leathers are not about how you look, they're about protection. Didn't matter, I felt so uncomfortable in them, I never wore em.

Now that Spring is here, and I am going to be riding as much as I can...I decided I needed to stop my whining and just wear em. So last night I suited up to start the breaking in process. Yeah, I still felt like a yak.......Then I realized that the parts I didnt like (the football shoulders and gi-normous hips) could all be removed. After taking out the shoulder pads and hip pads..I liked my suit again! And before you bitch about me taking out the pads.....me wearing my suit without them is a whole heck of a lot better than it sitting in my closet and me riding in my jeans. So there :p

You Touch My Tra La La

touch it! LOL

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Trust

What the fuck is trust anyways. How do you get it? How do you keep it? Who can you trust?

NO ONE.

Once you trust someone, they'll let you down, they'll betray you. You think after you've known someone for awhile, you've talked to them, you feel like you've really gotten to know who this person is, and they are someone you really like. Game over, you just lost.
No matter how hard you try to not trust anyone, no matter what you have to put some level of trust in everyone you meet. Think about it really, cause I know there are those extremely bitter types (no not me...yet) who think they got "burned" by someone in the past and say that they refuse to trust anyone ever. Say you go to the movies with a friend, automatically you are giving this person a minimal level of trus by hanging out with them. Basically you are saying, I am trusting that this person in my friend and does not want to kill and eat me tonight. But hey, you could still be wrong, couldn't you ;)

So honestly, in my life, I have always been very trusting. Always thinking that the people I know are good, decent people, and carry some of the same morals that I do. Oh how wrong I was. Just because you may have a sense of decency, live an honest life, try (I said try) not to really hurt anyone else, doesn't mean anyone else lives their life the same way.
Friends...bah! Family...bah! Significant others...bah! Pets...finally, they'll love you not matter what..but you dont really have to trust them with anything. Yourself, can you even trust yourself? Nope......is not 80% of the misery in your life self-inflicted? Honestly answer that...you can't even trust yourself.

Yup, that about sums it all up 

I need new shoes

I need new shoes. My vans are a little over two years old and are very worn out. I am starting to believe that there is some sort of conspiracy against me getting a new pair of Vans!
My first attempt at new shoes, lead to the store not having my size, and none of their other stores in the area having them either....OK, no big deal. I looked around at the various places I went shopping at, but couldnt find a style I liked. I went to the Vans website even, and they didnt have the style I had been eyeing.
Next real attempt, on a road trip in Northern California, stopped at a local shoe store in Fort Bragg. Found the cutest pair of black Vans with Pink accent. They didnt have my size, again. This time I was a little bit more disappointed because these shoes were absolutely perfect for me! Oh well.
Tonight, make another attmpt to get me some new shoes! Really, the old ones have worn a hole thru the inside of the heel and this little plastic piece keeps poking me. Found a nice simple black & white style, similar to my old ones. On the shelf TA-DA! a size 9 1/2. Try the left shoe on, it fits, I go to buy them. As the lady is ringing me up, she checks the shoes to make sure they match. Of course they don't!!! The right shoe was a size 10!!! The match to my left 9 1/2 was nowhere to be found. Foiled again. :(

America, Fuck Yeah!!

Just click it
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