One of my favorite flowers, blooms wild, in and throughout the hills of Southern California.
Snapped this picture as the colors took my breath away…wasn’t until I showed it to the wife and she commented how it looked like the plant was on lockdown that the significance of what we as a fat dumb and happy society do to our “beauties”
Chevy’s down until I can muster a grand
Triumph’s down until I can get some parts and muster another grand or time for a rebuild
Harley’s down until someone in Montana figures out how to send the parts that were paid for months ago.
Then it’s time to sell off what I don’t need just to pick up what I need for a working car and bike. Darn 50 year old mechanical dreams-
Family’s good, mortgage got paid this month, kids are rockin right along.
Keeping American Spirit and Starbucks in business
Killer session at the Hecho a Mano studio-got that metal sound I haven’t heard from my fingers in years.
been bench-racing a bunch of ideas with the wife and trying to figure out how we can keep out of that “last week till payday, check the bank everyday” mentality.
Reality is right around the corner in “that side of town”, so culturally thick you can swim in the oil-stained driveways.
Nothin wrong with a Prius, nothin wrong with biodiesel, just don’t push it off on the rest of the world as gospel while ignoring 90% of the world/90% of America is struggling to squeeze out a living, keep the kids fed, keep the roof from leaking while maintaining a modicum of happiness. Focus on reality, focus on the rural..
Give me a 30-50 yr old pickup and a 3# slab of steak on the grill…you can keep your hybrid and tofu…
God gave it all to us explore what sounds turn your crank:Just make sure your kids don’t wear Crown Royal bags for mittens and eat brains
Everything comes full circle-
Thanks to http://nostalgiaonwheels.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-mid-70s-bmx-antics.html for the reminder, bringing me back to earth after a day of failures
So I finally took a look at that annoying lifter tapping in the ‘52 Chevy…and found that I had flatspotted the camshaft. So the motor that first tested the strength of my fledgling marriage 10 years ago is again an issue. Fortunately mi esposa has always been in love with the car so it’s not an issue.
If you know of anyone in the Orange County, LA, San Diego, Inland Empire areas that has a 235 for sale please let me know. I’m still running the stock 3 speed manual trans, would prefer a block set-up for side mounting.
Thanks to all 20 of you guys and gals that view this mess
Years ago I picked up a couple films from the 99cent store for a Halloween party. Just looking for something creepy, old, to freak out/open minds of the squares in attendance. At first, dissapointment set in opening my wallet to wait for re-imbursement. Then came the party and the ambiance I was forcing, destroyed as set-up time came to the end. Guests arrived, girl in charge of the AV, “forgot” to turn on the set and by the time I was through playing security guard wet nurse to drunken retards of all ages realized that nothing had happened.
Day after, ticked, cleaning up the booze soaked floor remembering the men dressed as women, housewife sluts steppin out on hubby, stringbean mid-class-west-forgotten girls clammoring for attention. Popped the flicks in and marvelled at Corman’s elegance, Venice skyline,noir grit and beat.
FF to this week, littleones in bed, sweetheart asleep and I flip on the television..and catch Vincent Price in “The Masque of the red Death”….
Not condoning it until you catch your kids smoking but… found a certain sick humor in this picture.
Had to escape SantAna for a couple hours, drove 20 miles to get gas that was 15 cents cheaper than anything up here, pulled into the gas station and heard some familiar sounds, slapping bass at 70miles an hour….except I didn’t know who it was and rarely hear psychobilly while on the road…Talked to the guys for a couple minutes about the music and came back to the family in the car with three new bands and a renewed PSYCHOBILLY love…watch out angel eyes…this boys back to slappin…
Meat Traders
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