June 2011
362 posts
Thinking that trying to meet the woman who rides the white Norton in #btv, without the meeting seeming abnormally dorky or creepy, may be more of an effort than I am willing to take on.
Morlet’s flick, “Mutants” is a splendid little piece of viral apocalyptic joy. Well filmed, reasonably well acted, and an interesting twist on the zombie genre.
May 2011
158 posts
Deneuve’s downward slide, in Polanski’s Repulsion, is downright scary.
One is at a scandalous Weimar Republic stylie cabaret, knowing full well that the humor tends toward the coarse and sexual; when asked to provide a fantasy, respond “spontaneous world peace.” Christ on a crutch #btv hippies, things don’t work like you want them to, so relax a little every once in a while.
In the twinklin of an eye, in the ways of the samurai It’s do or die, for the devil’s pie Now I’m phat broad down, received from mo’ high So beautiful it make you wanna cry, cry, cry
#North Star
There are times when I nearly question my unwavering dedication to building nothing but rigid-framed drag bikes. Then I shake it off and go for a ride. Anyone got a junk late 1990’s Japanese litre bike that has a engine & drivetrain that can be salvaged? I want to push some serious torque at the rear wheel.
1968 BMW : R60 →
Oooooh, I want it
The ornate armor in Red Sonja nearly make up for Brigitte Nielsen’s mullet.
Two things I think about: after the zombies come 1. petrol will be a more sensible fuel choice than diesel 2. 7.62x51/.308 will be more accessible than 7.62x39 -given that the NATO round is ubiquitous in the US and packs some serious punch, not a bad thing. I am unhappy about the diesel thing ‘though.
O rain, if you hold off for a little while tomorrow, I could plug the hole in my car’s tire, and ride-tune my bike.
4-day weekend starting. I should be at the local charcuterie/taproom; I am again reading about exhaust scavenging instead. Although a beer and apple-smoked bacon with blue cheese over greens sounds lovely.
Venison & chorizo meatloaf. Yep.
Hunter Prey. Small budget science fiction flick, a few pleasant shades of the Star Trek episode ‘Arena.’ More than a few nods to Star Wars, for that matter.
I am thinking that I need a quarterpipe.
Damn my eyes, I cannot find my seal puller.
New reasoning
If I am going to rise at 5 a.m., I will re-pack the wheel bearings over coffee, then work out and have lovely eggs. Also, I have again overfilled each fork leg, a-siphoning I shall be.
Summer it may be, but I want a crisp baked duck, glazed with wild cherries.
School is out in #btv. A few months w/o seeing 20somethings wearing plain white flexfit ballcaps, whom all look like they were deprived of protein in their formative years. Ah, higher education, it ain’t exactly education, nor is it elevated much.
New Conan: The Barbarian. I cannot resist the Cimmerian.
I must say, after finishing Oryx and Crake, I shall re-read The Crying of Lot 49. All hail #pynchon
People surely tend to be a sour-faced bunch.
Poor Comcast service tech; I forgot that some people would consider the number of weapons in my apartment excessive.
Lazy = knowing I could have swapped both the fork lowers and MIGed the bungs/swapped to the new gas tank, yet I am goofing off thinking about how much I enjoy Oryx & Crake. #margaretatwood
I am a dork: ridiculously pleased to remember that a fan @ the head of my bed makes for cool sleeping and white noise -not waking at every little sound
Tropic Thunder: the only role I have seen Tom Cruise play that I liked.
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Damn my bones
I smell of hot engine oil. I am fairly certain this is typical. Feeling lazy: I could put the bike on the lift and swap fork lowers to run dual-disk front brakes, or I could ride down the pubby. Obvious, innit?
Mmm; fortified Earthship Biotecture. In the works. It was likely inevitable.
